Darkness

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Darkness feed me...Or is it me that feeds the darkness, I am unique, the one and only, but I am just nothing, I am another projection of one big image, darkness...Complacent it is indeed to lay back, to enjoy the suffering, the unbearable pain that one can never feel, we've lost the fight, the never ending fight between life and death, happiness and sadness, world and soul, and our loss was our own plunder, in our loss lies our victory, our souls won, but with our souls come sadness, comes death, not the death of the body, but the death of the mind, death comes...the ever lasting life comes. We hide behind screens, our souls lie in our words, we can't be who we are in this world, we can only be some peels off what we really are, so we hide behind our pens, our letters, we create our own worlds, and what amazing worlds are these! But we can break through that, life can't be lived in a different world, this is our world, but what you people call world is different than ours, it might be the same, but we can't look at it the way you people do, we've seen in colors and you're just staring at a black and white reflection, but our colors are all colored in black...Without black, there would have never been white, we see your white, but we enjoy our black, our black is not the same as yours, ours have colors thrust upon it, though I feel the blackness blinded you, open your eyes, look at their white, and enjoy our black.....