I am a living ghost. I am not seen. I am not spoken to. I am not heard. I do not exist. I am not mourned. I am not comforted, or loved. Hear this! I roar! I survive. I thrive. I will be seen and heard. You will not be able to ignore me any longer. Its you that I mourn, for you are lost and skinned and devoured. You didnt destroy me. You freed me and I join my companions. We are strong. We are victorious. Hear our roar! (rant over)
Posted on: Mon, 26 Jan 2015 00:28:36 +0000
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