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I have created something that has destroyed my perception of reality. This music that I have created is the absolute quintessence and embodiment of mental abstraction. It seperates my body from my mind and my mind from itself. It appends insanity to my being. I have created something... evil. This song is tearing me apart. It's enchanting. It's the song of the voice in my head that tells me things that make me upset. Things that make me want to to bad things. I believe the only course of action that I must take is to make a song for the better side of my mind. I need to make a song that IS... you. Things of this nature have been done before with Cry, the greatest accomplishment of my life, but so must another be forged for the sake of my sanity. Another day goes by and I wonder about how you've been and what you've been up to. And I cry until my stomach hurts. I miss you very much. That's partially why I made this song. It expresses the torture in my soul from seeing you only occasionally. I love you more than any human in existance and any material object in the galaxy. I'll see you soon or die trying.