A Narration of Realization
The must exist a way to rid myself of this guilt. Far too long have I been afraid of judgment. Afraid to face what I really am. Afraid to let loose what I have become.
The adaptation of the self anticipating its own birth; held back by those unnatural forces that govern the mind.
Before the Affliction was the illusion of freedom. Beyond that an infusion of treason. Twisted mind states and magnetic confusions, born from a world apart. A spirit world from which we all must draw from. Hidden there in the darkness lies a method of control. An open pathway to the brightest of futures. An attainable knowledge made from
A Narration of Realization
The must exist a way to rid myself of this guilt. Far too long have I been afraid of judgment. Afraid to face what I really am. Afraid to let loose what I have become.
The adaptation of the self anticipating its own birth; held back by those unnatural forces that govern the mind.
Before the Affliction was the illusion of freedom. Beyond that an infusion of treason. Twisted mind states and magnetic confusions, born from a world apart. A spirit world from which we all must draw from. Hidden there in the darkness lies a method of control. An open pathway to the brightest of futures. An attainable knowledge made from
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