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"The Last Supper"

~To be cleansed of one’s own sins is to admit them to the world and to those you love.When one’s sins are unfathomable to those they thought they could trust it might be time to break out their own glove.

~The blood will run like a river as it encompasses everything around you.But no matter how difficult it is to deprive them of their spiritual beings; to be a god, one must not use personal feelings to decipher between the two.

~As darkness turns to day, the sins that were once being drenched in rain are now faded and dried by the sunlight from the clouds glistening in the sky.It is then that one is reminded what is done is done, and victory has been achieved by this dark figure, this self-appointed god, no matter who had to die!

~Yet the true heroes are the ones that lay silent, fading, fighting for every breath.One does not need to be pompous, conceited and loud to be the winner, sometimes the silence is the most powerful tool one has left!

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