to my suprise, it's not just nightmares that keep me up all hours of the night
my world is only what i create with my own two hands
my journey has been squashed, not allowed to enter foreign lands
i've found myself with a craving for the ultraviolet light
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Serenity - A Journal Of Some Sort
RandomThey tell me that what I create is chaos. But what I create is the only thing that brings me serenity. ~ warning: this book abruptly switches from deep personal narratives to really random stuff so hop on and enjoy the ride
