Expendable

Expendable

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Colors are personality... They eliminated the color system. Fear is violence... They altered our emotions. Dreams have no place here. They took them away... Cultures has no purpose here. They made only one... Anger is expressing pain. They made us feel only "happy" The term different prolongs instability... They made us all the same. The Scientist who strived for perfection. The ones who long for a "better world." They took over the world with this idea. As people fell for the trap and became everyone and lost themselves. We now live in a perfect world. Everyone looks the same and acts the same. There are no weakness or flaws. There are no souls. Only the ones who refuse to turn there back on human nature. It's because we know what those scientist don't. We know to obtain perfection, you must have imperfection. We know that perfection is beauty. And beauty is in the eye of every beholder.
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The world is screwed up place. Everyone in it just wants peace when it isn't promised to nobody. We work for ourselves to try to improve our ways of life only for someone who has more to take it. Everything is about monetary gain and if you don't got the green you better have a way to survive. Help wont come when you need it. There is no home and having shame is a simple thing of the past. We all tell people to have hope. We tell them that if they work hard enough that change will eventually come and with that change they will find their happy ending. I've watched humans kill for that happy ending. I've committed murder when a tyrant thought to torture the only good thing in this world I have ever found in this fucked up place. Even when I tried to save it, I still lost it. Yeah, you heard right. I am no saint. This world is far from cupcake and t ,rainbows and their isn't not one soul that could tell me different. I have had to fight to survive since the day I lii I broke out of an egg into this world. No one has ever known where I came from and from the moment I got here I've never know any kindness. I have always been the odd one out because I was different. I'm not talking different just because the color of my skin. I'm talking different because when I get well and truly pissed I turn into a vicious monster. I'm not talking a kiddie monster like the one that creeps under your bed while you are sleeping or chooses to hide in your closet. I'm the type that you cant get away from. I travel through space and time. If I want you, I will have you. I have the powers of invisibility on my side, and you will never see me coming. There is no one that can catch me because I can poof away at the drop of a hat. If that doesn't scare you than the thousands of scars on my body and my size definitely will. But who cares about that shit anyway. Looks aren't everything. I am Maximus.

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