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Niggard

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I feel so numb... life doesn't excite me as much anymore. This hunting influx that I've created haunts me now... I understand love. I believe in it's existence. This bitter understanding makes me hate the people surrounding me. This stale gooch...
I can only cope by reading these heart-aching stories, these drawings online... I only make this build-up worse... I am a gem... why does nobody notice? Why did I happen to stay here, where I remain unappreciated, rightlessly so?
 
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This sick and twisted game of hide and seek people play with how much they want the physical, they see beauty only in the exterior, this shallow will makes me urge to avenge that what's been underappreciated, misunderstood, which died of this ugly, horrid tendency... people forget their inner, their minds rot in this false desire made by men that rule, cowards... the human's left to rot in it's desire for the exo-, while their endo- dies and becomes nothing, truly infants are purer than any other human being...
 

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