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[Anokk]

Artist: sebmaestro



In the trees of harmony the shadows show the light. Truth crumbles and all that is left is blistering lies, and flashes of painful sorrow as Eden burns and the ashes are packed with salt from the sea. What is this Eden, you may ask yourself, It is the darkest reaches parts of my mind. The darkness is so loud that it can not be ignored. It screams like the child with the different mind surrounded by evil classmates. poking and prodding him to suicide, when all he wanted was one person to stand next to him. all he needed was a friend to ease the suffering. How can something so loud be so dark? I'm told its a sickness, something that is different from others. sometimes its visible as brief moments of poorly crafted creativity, other times jumbled glimpses of bloody hand prints around a neck. It matters only which side of the veil you stand.