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"I see them, I hear them, I feel them.
But no-one else can.
I can't tell you and if I try, you won't understand."
-Zy
"They're haunting me.
This, voice inside my head.
It never stops pushing me to my limits.
It turns me into the dark person I've always been but never was."
-Blair
"I-I have scars not v-visible to t-the naked e-eye.
I have a-a dark s-side nev-never brought t-to light.
I must warn you, never to try and test me. You won't like it."
-Faux
~ Craig Trinidad ~
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