Kito Z Crai: There are only three strong emotions . . . Fear, Love, and hopefulness . . . You hope for things you know you can't have you love the heartless and you fear the world . . . and worse it's an endless cycle until a common cold of mental illness swoops you up into its cold arms and you hope it leaves . . . You fear it's cold Poetic scythe . . . And yet . . . You make love to the voice it speaks to you in . . . But if my logic is true then why have I always loved you . . . Are you the heartless I warn about? Why do I fear you . . . Are you my world? Why do I hope you'll change? Is it perhaps I can't feel one of the three without the others? I love the hopeless fear from my hope in you . . . The cruel heartless world I want to rule . . . Do enemy faces look the safest? Should I choose people not sides? But what happens when the people are by my side . . . I am once again in the cycle? Am I the simple act of insanity? Am I taking the same action and expecting another result? Am I lost? . . . No . . . I am me . . . I am you . . . I am your heart . . . I am what is so out of reach . . . I am the world . . . I am the common cold of mental illness . . . Hello . . . Shake my hand and call me depression . . . Never met me? You will soon . . . I am the cold Poetic scythe . . . Hello . . . Shake my hand and call me your last thread tying you to this place . . . Never thought of me? Don't worry I still got some time before snapping from the stress . . . I am the voice . . . Never heard me? Shake my hand and call me by your name . . . I know everything about you . . . But it's okay your secrets are buried in our skin . . . And when we become one . . . Equally unified in death . . . We'll take it to the grave . . . Just how you named me . . . A chemical imbalance . . . Stress . . . Love . . . Hope . . . Fear . . . Kito Z Crai is my name . . . And if no one has told you . . . What a beautiful smile you have . . . I love you . . . I hope you have a good day . . . It's just a dream nothing to fear . . . I'll be better soon . . . Good night . . . And I enjoyed your company . . .
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