Has it been so long Since I have left a short text In this quiet world?
Got shot in the head Fell back to the start of this Shall we try again?
Time passes quickly Present becomes memories And then, a history
It came from the mountain: A bizarre story dream
It came from the mountain That was the title of the story that I dreamt. I tried looking it up, but it doesn’t exist. Some parts of this dream I couldn’t remember. It starts with a man who is a resident of a mansion owned by a noble family. This man was either a doctor … Continue reading It came from the mountain: A bizarre story dream
Is such wonder Be completely shunned upon Our Malice inside?
In this little room A table with a pencil Why not make something?
Days passing faster Minutes now comes a second “Tick tock,” goes the halls
There is so much pain Yet the cycle never ends This country not mine
Right or wrong, a myth Mortals stuck in delusion Of carnal actions
Broken sword in hand A beast among the perished And I, the foolish
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