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My hands, my heart, my words are as sharp as a sword and is empty like a void in both time and space. My actions through it all seem pointless as a dull spear. Yet still I feel the void ever so growing. Like a black hole that grows and threatens to consume all that I see and feel. But my heart begins to bleed from the feeling of the void taking over. But to disbelief my hands now covered in blood not from my heart but from those that tried to help pull me out of the void. So there I sit and wait till the light finally destroys this horrid void. I await for the final judgment for my sins. Waiting till judgment, but while I wait I try to wipe the blood off
With deeds that are good and humbling. But the blood never comes off. No matter what I do.
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hello all this is my first post for this blog I am anthine D. amaseth.
well my job right now is kind of bad the only way i pull in money is by being a jack of all trades i do pretty much anything. list of jobs i have done
but right know i am looking for a stable source of income.