Beautiful rays of the setting sun fall on the warm, calming ocean of happiness. Beneath them the darkness rages on. The cry’s of the dying, the screams of the tortured, echo off the sunken bones of their sadness. Crushed by the pressures of an eternal life in the dark place and no longer burdened by the ever changing tides of life. In this cold, dark place, beneath the surface of the ocean of happiness, the strength of one survives. With a burning desire, they make a home of their hell and strive again towards the light.
-Jeremiah
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