Friday, June 3, 2011


There once was a boy, who saw something good. One day this boy started to feel outcasted. He heard echos of laughter, and he crawled into a cage. The doctors thought of drugs, but all that did was make the world apathetic. One day he grew older. He wanted control again, he didn't want the world to be dead. His emotions barren in his mind, nothing in control. He froze, he couldn't open the cage, his soul ripped from him, he laid empty. Nothing guiding him, he wandered lost. Never to be found again.

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