09-10-2012, 07:50 AM
Desolation Part 1 (September 9, 2012)
From this floor to these walls, I breathe no other mortals air.
With longevity in my blood, desolation remains eternal.
A sharp cry; that resembling the horrid shriek of an injured feline pierces the wind.
Yet, it is non-existant to me. I hear of no such burdens.
It is this toy. This simple stuffed doll that keeps me be; to lose it would be the loss of life itself.
They don't understand it. They can't fathom how real their world is not.
They need me to be their savior. I need to be their guardian.
Until I am released from this holding cell.
My true feelings always win.
Unless my true feelings have always been gone.
From this floor to these walls, I breathe no other mortals air.
With longevity in my blood, desolation remains eternal.
A sharp cry; that resembling the horrid shriek of an injured feline pierces the wind.
Yet, it is non-existant to me. I hear of no such burdens.
It is this toy. This simple stuffed doll that keeps me be; to lose it would be the loss of life itself.
They don't understand it. They can't fathom how real their world is not.
They need me to be their savior. I need to be their guardian.
Until I am released from this holding cell.
My true feelings always win.
Unless my true feelings have always been gone.
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