cause its hate. cause its love.

the blue monster escaped its steel cage in the closet to create confusion. confused by the slightest glimpse to the other truth, confused by the fact they see but could not grasp. but is there really a definite truth? isn't the so-called truth only what we perceive, what we believe, what we hold on to? the truth that i live by, the drop of fragility, the reason for inbalance. you fail to see through any of it. of course, i am not suprise. we have our own burden put high above, so high its beyond the reach of others. not that it doesn't matter but once again, i have held this blue monster captive. for the moment.

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