So cold so dirty so left behind by man so lost so alone. gust wanting to be seen but cant fell cant be heard its been screaming for years to be seen and heard or noticed. But it watches waiting staring into you. its that felling of something there but you can't see it. it touches you and observers you. you know its there it. Its turned mean it will hurt you if its seen and some try to except it even if they cant see it. But it helps that few with anger he promotes it. But it came be nice. Some others itll help them see or hear things other cant. Hes the Watcher.
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the breaking point
RandomThis is gust a book of stuff i write. More description on the first chap . The pic is from sheerheart on deviant art
