:D

No use in going back
No use in going foward
No use in doing anything.

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Missing the world as it spins by
Time flying past as if I don't exist
Truths turning to lies
Love disintegrating into a mad mourning
Something believed to be real drawn back and lied down
Funeral bells ring for the deaths of truths
Show me the lies
Show me so I can go back to sleep..
Show me so I can finish this mourning and disappear forever....

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My dearest friend
please

Leave me be
tonight

Where I can
go

Leave this place
forever

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What am I to you?

Am I hurt?
Am I...

As if his prayers were answered, Dmitry had yet again awoken from another black out, but this time outside the manor's gates. He glanced up at the large V imprinted on the iron gates. The house beyond it looked pleasant, cheery even. It just represented himself. Without another look back, Dmitry ran off from the place he stood, running away from the monsters, away from what he called home..
    The nearest town welcomed him. It saw him as an usual visitor. He was usually left alone, found in any pub there was. Dmitry was now sitting at the darker end of the bar, drinking...

    Happiness is only a camouflage for what resembles insanity...madness.. His reasoning was good. It was true and anyone else who would take the time to ask, to understand, would do the same. Faking something is better than to show what feelings are true.. for those truthful feelings may just harm those close, those around...

    Dmitry sat there... in total darkness... Something he once feared he now embraces. He sat there at a small dark wooden desk with a knife, carving things into it. The carvings were pictures, pictures that represented his feelings....