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"Citizens, we are gathered here today to mourn. Seventeen years ago, the world smiled. Dawn broke in joy, and all things were as they should be. But that day was no asupicious note in the greater symphony that is time. That day the requiem for sanity began, and a great silliness came into being." - charedice


Unessesary quotes aside; yay, I'm 17 :) have some photos :)
and apologies for the title.

poem?

this is somewhat weird; there's a bit of a trick to it.

today swirls and changes into
my dreams or visions of
nights spent spinning with
the end of the world, it's coming



sorry about the shortness. I might post again later tonight.