Forced to watch the ones you come to see as family live a life of anguish. So much power, so much dominion, but no true will to make a difference. With all the pain that flows through the veins of this planet, brothers and sisters live a cancerous existence. Too much anger, too much destruction, not enough love, not enough understanding. Throughout the ages we have fought in search of almighty truth... Maybe that's where we went wrong...
Reason for writing:
No matter what higher existence you look to (if you do), I don't think anyone wanted us to be like this. I know that my family shed tears daily for the broken path that humanity walks. Even if you don't acknowledge higher beings, you have to see that we have messed ourselves up being quick to anger.
Birth sign: Scorpio
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