Schizophrenia-Blood and Tears: THE RESISTANCE

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Wednesday, August 22, 2007

THE RESISTANCE

maybe I'll just lie low Till the dust dies down, Become the earth beneath the ground And burrow Burrow till the earth is sore, Blistered and bruised with our burden to bear. Or fade away into the darkness There's empathy there. Oh the sirens in the midnight air! Searing through my clandestine... Sign in to see full entry.

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no sooner had the reverberations of my blows sunk into the silence, then I was answered by a voice from within the tomb!- by a cry , at first muffled and brocken, like the sobbing of a child, and then quickly swelling into one long loud and continous scream, utterly anomalous and inhuman, a howl, a wailing shriek, half of horror and half of triumph, such as might have arisen only out of hell... by E.A.P

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