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Perfume Was First Created To Mask The Stench Of Foul And Offensive Odors... Spices And Bold Flavorings Were Created To Mask The Taste Of Putrid And Rotting Meat... What Then Was Music Created For? Was It To Drown Out The Voices Of Others, Or The Voices Within Ourselves? I Think I Know.

It Is Not Seen As Insane When A Fighter, Under An Attack That Will Inevitable Lead To His Death, Chooses To Take His Own Life First. In Fact, This Act Has Been Encouraged For Centuries, And Is Accepted Even Now As An Honorable Reason To Do The Deed. How Is It Any Different When You Are Under Attack By Your Own Mind?

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I Cut Myself Because You Wouldn't Let Me Cry. I Cried Because You Wouldn't Let Me Speak. I Spoke Because You Wouldn't Let Me Shine. I Shone Because I Thought You Loved Me.

If Leeches Ate Peaches Instead Of My Blood, Then I Would Be Free To Drink Tea In The Mud!