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by cynicalwhitekid

Hell rages on to the battlefield delivering children and soldiers alike to a furious visage Hell rages on to the forests toppling and rending the verdure to feed unending hunger Hell rages on to the city’s streets where the poor writhe and wither as they are crushed underfoot we are content with this content that hell stalks and flows through the world like a passing storm the horrors stand at our door and we sit and bicker bicker bicker bicker at why that actor cheated on his wife! or maybe the best ways to look 18 again? perhaps today its the fashionable surgeries ALL the starlets are taking on. but is there more? what are we to do? there is more we can feel we can let loose of our steely façade and feel and feel to the depth our hearts and we can burn burn off our husk and embrace primal fervor and blaze brilliantly bright above all we can care and care enough to endure discomfort and care enough to change and care enough to love
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Written by
cynicalwhitekid
Austin
Published
Aug 12, 2015
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