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I am I
something i wrote that i like |
| i am an angel thats drowning in the mud, screaming for a way out. my faith is based on convenience, my pleasure temporary. i regret always... my past refuses to stay where it belongs and my future is nothing but a waste of time. my glory shines in every magnificent shade of gray. i am the world. i am all that matters... my reflection is a dream, and everything else an after thought. nothing can compare to me, and i can only be compared to nothing. i am all, and everything exists for I. in the end, nothing shall remain, but I will last forever |