death looker

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Life is a waste land, full of buring hate. Every Day it's the same pile of burning shi t, that is feed to me for a "normal" behaver. But I ask myself, why take on a behaver that is dawn by so many people? Is there not a line on how many people ... should be normal? If I, and others like me act "normal" instead of "weird" then it still will not end. There still will be an unspoken line in the sand of life to make us diffrent. Use World War 2 as an exsample. It was started by a country full of 98% white. And even then they were split into groups, one that said they are better then the other. A country that has been togetter for the test of time on all countrys. Yet the neahbers, freinds, and sometimes even brothers, wear turn apart over the idea of a domant race. A race that was ideal by the build of blond hair, blue eyes skinney, and no face hair. But the leader of this must be an exsample of the perfect man right? Wrong, the leader was a short, full built, Jewies man with dark black hair, not only on this top head but a little muschas as well. Taking this into comparacen, I must ask you, should we all be the same still?

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Picture yourself in a cave, only you and the moss on the walls and ground. This cave is your Dark Lands away from the True Light which is Heaven. You have been placed here by your own miss lead acts in the past. In the corner of one eye you see a mear ... gleam of that which shines so brite, a path way back to Heaven. Turning, you make a journey to the open spot of Hope, yet something is not right. That moss which you have caressly been stepping on is in fact the tender vains of your loved ones hearts. So many heavy steps have been taken,and to make it back so may more will be felt. Now my question to the few who reads this epic tellis this. "Do I lead back to the High Light and push more pain in hearts to ack, or do I stay in the Darkness to proless there pain?"