I crave insanity. You feel that seeping in? That's me. I will devour you until there shall be nothing left; but a carcass and that pull that is so much stronger. With nothing in the way it shall prevail, we shall prevail. This is my army. You are my soldiers. Welcome aboard the Insane Train
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Risking Reason
PoetryWhat do we do when all is lost? What lasting meaning do we have? Where will I discover my happiness? All reasonable questions which I delve into.
