My declaration
From me to you
Is to be a man
Based upon two
No decision
That I shall make
Will have the view
Of a single fate
A world of flames
A world of love
A world inhabited
By turtle doves
Will grace my eyes
And cleanse my tears
Lies will be seen
And some overlooked
My old tendencies
Will never leave the book
Inside my mind
You'll surly find
A voice for each
Of my creations
I'll ask their help
And fight their words
So that in the end
You will know
My declaration
Has brought me woe
Yet odd it is
To see me smile
And know that I
Enjoy the asylum
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Aerul Ravings
TilfeldigWe have ventured the land not-so-far and not-so-wide in search of fantastic ravings of the truly deranged. Instead, we bring you tales from a small realm known as "Aerul". Located somewhere in the depths of the mind and buried beneath miles of filth.
