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Today was a strange day

I have become a sleepwalker

The warmth of the sun does not reach my heart no more

I look at the world with dead eyes

Yet when I look, I look with narrowed eyes

And my eyes seem to fail to see the so called glory of mankind

Humanity has become a cancer

Everyone’s heart is poisoned

well well well, so we have gotten ourselves a journal. What an excelent idea. My poems have found their home as in how I look at it. Just wanted to say that everyone who copies my stories, poems and personal entries WITHOUT approval will be punished in ways that I can only give. So just ask if you want to copycat on me.

That will be all for now.