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the world is a blur

the light hurts your eyes

eyelids wish to close, weight brings them down

grey and white dreams

futile and hurting screams

snowfall covers your path ahead

the tears that you cry

freeze as they drop down

the light shines through the behemoth sized trees

but it is not the same light as before

it is the light of oblivion

you now come to realize that you have nothing

the wind penetrates your bones but it does not hurt

even though you have no cover, no warmth

the aspect of physical pain is forgotten here

hearts and souls only cry divine tears

nothing else matters here in this place

i have been in the darkest depths of despair

shed tears of countless numbers

watched as everything around me flourishes

as i have slowly withered away


the autumn night of life took my soul

and caressed it in its cold lap

the trees around us died

dropped their leaves in the misty frozen ground


although i was alone

i still had the darkness to care me

so bitter, so insignificant, so cold, so painful

but it made me much stronger


my place is here, under the black sun

where flowers, grass, the trees and the light

have withered away in bleak grace

imagine this

when you beat something hard enough

and for long enough

the feeling of hate subsides

you have no more hate to offer

you just simply lay down your arms

and sigh

and then realize this all happened inside your own head

where your real strength is

i had a sore throat
my nose was like a watertap
my eyes were irritated and flowing
and it started to rain outside
yeah, it was pretty cool. literally
it was cold, and i walked through the rain angry and irritated

one thing made this even cooler.

i was listening to EHG

the day before today was like.... ''flick'' blblblblblblblblblblbl ''flick'' blblblblblblblblblb

fzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz fzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz wahwahwahwahwawhawah

lolwut imma jammin in the woods

i iz jammin mah brainz

lol wut

then imma so jammed i forget mah cell phonez to teh woodz

that iz wicked right

mul on saatanan vitun helvetin helvetti yleisliimaa mun hiuksisa

saatana

homotpppppppolpp ja sit sitä omn näppikseski

vitun mukavaa

vois kyl mennä pelaa monty python's flying circusta. on muuten harvinaisen kova peli.

And now: How to regconize different types of trees from quite a long way away.

Number 1: The larch.

Oho, hei mitä te oikeen teette?:D Viette mun pään. Tässä vaiheessa olen kala, jolla on viiksekkään ja silmälasisen miehen pää. Varokaa tippuvia lintuja. Ainiinjoo, kerätkää myös SPAM - tölkkejä.
Okei, sitten nuo hienot jalkaterät joissa on propelli. Niitäkin pitää varoa ja ampua kaloilla. Jep.
Sitten. No, en edes osaa sanoa mitä noi on, hei eiku siis osaan. Koiria joissa on propelli:D

And now... Number 1: The larch.

Tä?

Game over. We apologize for the premature ending of your game.

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oho, se jatkuukin. almost got me there:D

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