A dark wave of emotions soaked out my body and I was left with nothing.
At least that's what I thought... Who knows what's real anymore? Days pass nothing seems to change. I am lost in a world that doesn't belong nor connect with me.. Who am I really? Everyone else seems to be in harmony with their world, this Earth people consider 'home'. I say it's all just an illusion; you see whatever you want to see or what they let you see. Yet I see all of it. Like the lies and anguish said in an "I love you." Evil lies within all these people who appear to be innocent. There is always a dark shining a light. A rose has its thorns.

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