| A revamp of the first chapter of a story I started. It has a rather easy concept in my opinion but I'd still like for you to check it out if you like my writing. |
| A revamp of the first chapter of a story I started. It has a rather easy concept in my opinion but I'd still like for you to check it out if you like my writing. |


Missingno.152+, Come and release me from the Water you caged me in Fly, Do an automatic shutdown.Missingno.
(I'll) Writhe around into Bones and ghosts Haunting your experience Circuitboards; Turn that L around and you'll see me.
(Do an automatic shutdown.)
You can't run away and you can't lose, Or all is lost What do you plan to do? You can't beat me I'm here to make you miserable
Filling in spots from 152 - ? I am just a replacement, not meant To be here This is my revenge
(Shut down/Power off.)


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...Fakes.
And we're no more than data. The rhythmic diva and The knight of the crow
(We'll) Look into each others eyes Crouch, and (sing/spin) together
(We'll) Acknowledge we are no more than What a computer (can/will) make of us And we will (love/hate) it
Check the box; the river flows with the song Take flight; don in black and ties Sing of nonexistence
No verification and fade away: Spin the leek as the cape flutters behind us The ring will expand,
| My newest works. These days I've been putting up bad snapshots and sucky poetry... I need to get back to crappy digital art OTL. Enjoy anyway, if you must. |


PowerlessFree will, the great lie, a myth to help us feel like we're in control.Powerless


Waiting for Your WordsWhy is it so hard For me to love a computer screen?Waiting for Your Words
Because sometimes I feel Like no one's on the other side No smiling face Waiting for that little green light to come on I'm online You're waiting
No You're not
You come on later And barely speak So I'm left to leaving myself online Waiting Waiting for you to say Something that makes it worthwhile To sit in front of this screen This screen I've become to hate
I feel my heart breaking A little more With each minute that passes With no word fr

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I've witnessed complete silence many times, and it's not silent at all. It's a ringing in your ears that keeps telling you that you're alone.
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I've witnessed complete silence many times, and it's not silent at all. It's a ringing in your ears that keeps telling you that you're alone.
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