I am the loneliest of ghosts. Dragged down in this sea of sickness. As I hate this blood. as I hate this world. My water is shapeless. Lifeless and enslaved to this. To live is to feel. To live is to die. My vengeance is all I have lived for. It is so cold breathing hate. Now there is nothing of me. infinity. Hate has failed me and choked what I have loved. Punished with guilt I am forever yours.
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