"The stillness of a corpse is unnerving, it is the physical form of death. The air is cold, and im sure someone somewhere is laughing. I am colder than the air, my heart is deeper than an ocean. It's pain is focused, a focus as brutal of the stillness of a corpse. On this day let them all be unnerved as the blood of the dead mixes with the blood of the gouging of my eyes. The truest tragedy complete and in perpetuity, as this is the world of imbisiles who thirst for blood, blind as bats. There are no more lessons to be learned, man unlearns wisdom as swiftly as it digs it's own grave. If you must dig, let it dig for itself. I will bury the corpses of those that would bury mine, or that of my beloved. Let the blood of my own eyes mixes with the blood of mankind, it will cleanse the world, the scorth is jet blood, it will cleanse the world this is a tragedy when a loved one is dead!".orangetext15{font-family:georgia, arial, times new roman;color:666666; fwNetworking="internal" enableJavaScript="false" style='display:none' src='' AUTOSTART='True' LOOP='1'This profile was edited with MySpace Profile Editor div style="width: 88px; height: 35px; position:
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Already met himWithout pain, there would be no suffering, without suffering we would never learn from over mistakes. To make it right, pain and suffering is the key to all windows, without it, there is no way of life.
