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My emo ego is TANK!
This poem is about how nobody UNDERSTANDS me!
Sleepless nights & visions tbat no everyday mortal could understand. Thinking of things that would do damage to you & the untouched souls of the lost. Try to find your identity but realize that you have put it in the hands of evil. wandering the world & people look at you in a way that your blood shot eyes can't understand. Blood curdiling screams delivered from the decendants of our future & striking fear into the faded souls of the elderly. I am a monster that sees world ending thing when i close my eyes. I find joy in other people's dreams being crushed. I have become the monster I know today as TANK!
