Murky ocean in the eyes, scream your terroir lullabies. Silently watch them as the fall, ignoring all the calls. Perhaps one day they'll see, the monster that's become of me. On that night they'll know, their pain is my show.
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RandomThis is just things I write that don't exactly fit into stories but I'm still proud of. Maybe they're quotes? I guess then you can quote me.
