Call of the Past

Call of the Past

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We are but shadows, whispers in the wind and a face in the background. Not seen, not heard and never noticed. We count down your days. And carry the wounds. And we live for yet another day longer. This was our job. To watch and wait. To always be looking. And to keep the order alive. We are the Scientia, the Aequlitatem, the Potestatem and the Libertatem. We are the Knowledge, the Equality, the Power and the Freedom. We are the order. And never shall we submit to those unworthy.
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The average human being spends every second of his day fighting against the force of nature to see another day. But I'm different. I'm not afraid of outside forces to take my life away - only myself. Approximately 10 years ago, something happened to me. Something really bad. But I'm not allowed to talk about it. As a way to release my frustration, I give hell to my body and everyone I come in contact with - especially my parents. No one knows about what happened except the ones who did it...and Him. But he didn't stay. Now, he's back and he's not talking either. I want to stop hurting, I need to stop. Make me stop.

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