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		I am detatched from you, nameless, Non-existent;
 a fury of thoughts swirling;
 violating what should be nurtured.
 
 I am the force that feeds on life
 and sucks reason from existence.
 A thread of stars that communicate
 thoughts of suicide to fickle minds.
 In the silence of death I am the only sound that is heard.
 I attract you;
 terrify you;
 ravage all that you were, all that you will be.
 My power is boundless.
 These thoughts I give to you
 sealed in the relic that serves
 Not as a comfort, but a reminder that
 when you scream in the agony of indecision,
 I will be with you once more.
 I will force you to choose
 and you will choose me.
 
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	Sorry, Was I screaming again? |