Music...

Music... The only way to escape the torture that is society. The only way to keep yourself from going insane. The only way to keep yourself from strangling someone out of anger! Music.... Is sanity

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Jasper's Odyssey (C2)

It was dark in jasper's tank. this was mainly because he couldn't see, for he had no eyes to see. it was quiet too, for similar reasons. his thoughts mainly ran in circles now, for they had nowhere else to go.

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Bunny, Lock, Dead

Tunneling into my dark cage, and showing me the light. locked away i am no more, dead i am more all cause of this soft bunny, i am free. kouneli set me free

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Freedom Fire Chapter 1: Prison

Bartoz just smiled and said, "once you get into the dark world, you know the darkness won't leave you forever, even with this collar. darkness is limitless."

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OJB: Absinthe

**Absinthe** In pain; world-weary, are ye? Burdened. Weighted with worry? Clouds clotting your sky, Every morning; you wake wishing to die~ Not me, not me; Y'see; I'm free, From your kind of tyranny~ Liquid oh-so green It is numbing. Now...

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The Dark Knight on the Dark Horse

It is i, dark knight on the dark horse. not the dark knight on the dark horse! yes, dark knight on the dark horse.

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The Soul in the Fishbowl.txt

To guide its path it seeks to suffer darkness's wrath. its suffering shielding, those who's weakness is unyielding. one day truth will fill its sight, truth that light is dark as night.

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Ssindosa Darklust

He chuckled as he glanced at the dark elf figure stuck to the top of his computer. while typing another employee stuck his round face over the top of garry's cubicle.

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Nightmare, Nightmare Chapter 3

It was filled with rejected or just plain failed designs when she came across a dark purple hat. 'whoa, this think looks like a darkwing duck hat.' she put it on. 'sweet!'

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Twenty-Two: Chapter 3

"i don't like the dark." it felt like a lie, i almost felt at peace in the darkness, but telling him would probably freak him out. by how the air changed, from stuffy to a more breathable and cool air, i could tell we were in a large room.

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Poem #23

As darkness descends upon me, surely i am not worthy, yet they support me at every turn. why do i always smell so much blood? that stench of iron? things are so different now.

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