Since this place is full of phail, Imma just rant in poetic ish form till my heart's content. x.x

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Pace yourself.
You're losing sight.
Blurring over, feeling fright.
Tonights the night,
Feeling unright. . .
Something that rhymes with self. [or shelf?]

A word, a trickle, a sentence, a form.
String together, make some sense?
Feel the strike from lack of defense. . .
Strike back, strike out.
Scream!
Screw the silence,
this lack of words...
Make the world seem like something, something, anything at all.

AHHHHHH.
I hate being trapped inside!!