Affinity
Affinity Your words I will heed How I've grown fond of this game Always there when Im in need and the demon you will tame It's not hard to find you your always close though you dont have wings I knew that you'd help me when Im morose you are a paradigm and your hidden I know it takes time when your death ridden with this I suffer no more you've shown me the door
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Smokey
If your suffering in any way then acknowledge both the meaningless of it and the meaning behind it. What you express will never cease to be the torrential downpour of your essence. Essence being both what you create and what has been created as a...
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