(obsidian is a small black stone, that is said to have the power to bring up old black memories and heal the sick.) {I was asked to do a speach on anything I wanted so after helping a young man over come some bed weating I looked at the stone and thought this up.}
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What am I? But the cold and endless night. I am forever, and black like the abiss. Howling wind and lonely black pool, bottemless and unforgiving. Dark and depressing, full of rage and destruction. But the worst part of all, is I'm not me, I am YOU! You hate me, shun me, repress me, cower from me, and cast me out. But I am YOU, with all your perfict imperfections, your selfritiosness, and your persumed lordship over all the things of this world. You spend your time repressing me, running from me, and trying to hide srom me. Building walls and prisons to trap me. But morter and stone will not stop me. I am a sea of black iker. I am a mirror, and that, that is why you hate me, because I show you what you truly are. I won't lie like the others. You spen your whole life building up a persona, like a safty blanke, that you will do the right thing. What if I took it all down? And showed you just how much of a filthy disgusting animal you are? What if I showed you that you are no better then the rest of us? No better. So, what am I? TRUTH! Weather wanted, or not, I am every bad thing yo uhave ever done, every bad dream and nightmare you have ever had. I AM TRUTH, I AM you.

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so ya that was tha, and I know that it is bad and technically not proper english, but I speak laten better then I speak english so deal with it. P.S. cunstructive critisisem welcome.