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Here's the deal. This is proof that I DO have a heart and do know the things called emotions as opposed to the general opinion that I am made of stone... glares at the snickering Exodus... like YOU have any feelings... OK ok..i admit it... I might be a bit... heartless at times but these just MIGHT be proof that I'm human... "yeah right...or mouse or alien.."..shut up, Exodus!!...
No Man's Land
The Phrase
The Land of Silence
The Ghost in the Crowd
The Eternal Conflict
The Entity
The Concrete of the Word
The Blackest Cloud
Soul Killer