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As I bear witness to the brink of humanity, I sigh.
Living a bleak life, plagued with mind wrenching anguish.
I know the filthy little secrets mankind has to show, I know the coming dawn. I alone bear the weight of the fallen. One day the fallen shall rise, and I will be alone no longer. A glorious day it shall be, but until then...I rot in this Quasi mortal shell. I can do nothing but pray for the worst, fearing the best.
Every day a new swansong, and a new passing mourn.
This hellish existence, not fit for a maggot.
Somewhere within I try to find that which matters, that of which being unfortuneately few and far between the lines.

I'm steadly in waiting of one to show me a bright side to humanity.
i have a piece of happiness in front of me, but it's so hard to see a shining light in a storm of darkness.

Please....don't forget me.
Please....save me.
Please....bear with me.
Please....accept me.

I know the one that matters will read this...so please recall what the other me is like. Please sift through the poisonous shadows to the fighting soul underneath.

I am the saviour of the night, but the day brings me strife.