Inescapable Darkness
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Ongoing7m
Last published Sun, Jan 20, 2013
Everyone is born with darkness inside of them. It is up to them, whether to be devoured by that darkness or not. It's up to them to save themselves or let them self drown in grief. Because no one will come and save you. No one. In the end, remember, you are alone. That's why you have to be strong. Strong enough to protect both yourself and those you care about. Something these people couldn't do. Instead, they turned the wrong way. They were devoured. And they lost it.
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