Disable those who appear before.

[DeanMclain]

I cascade into my darkest days, the reoccurring, it plagues me. I go forth, but to only be fallen back. I lack the courage, I lack the heart, I lack the intellect. Forsaken by this, who've I banished into my dreams? I hallucinate, and dream of a utopia where all things contour to the law of peace and prosperity. Silenced of my own tongue, my words do not travel but fall short of emphasis. Will you brace yourself? For what I may tell you, may silence many. I quiver from my own shadow, my body's movement is eminent, my thoughts are pre designated. The fight to alter said path only strays further from. I am no poet, but a pawn of linguistic tongue. I've fallen short, with nowhere to run but the edge of my very own demise. I must acknowledge and give in. I leap without hesitation, into my very own grave.

- Dean