untitled 2i run as the hot rain pours over my icy flesh,mixing my tear with the rain . i run trying to ecape the past, present, and future. i runnig to reality and fanticy to find a new plain of existance. as i run i lose control, leaving my mind in the dust. faster and faster i go when i reaize.... i wasn't running, i wasn't moving at all.untitled 2
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The cruel tide of frost is UPON US!
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