FIRST!! I LOVE THIS SO MUCHHH, IT TURNED OUT WONDERFUL. YOU DID AMAZING RAHHH ❤!! EVERYTHING ABOUT THIS IS AWESOME. I LOVE HOW YOU SHOWED THE STORIES OF ALL THE “BAD” SANSES
When do The broken voices finally get heard. Of where we came from or who we used to be Like a candle sets a blaze. Not even A fragment Of what use to be They Rep What they sewed. We're made into monsters, By Those who made us so. So tell me what sets us apart. What makes us different from those who made us monsters? When do we become The very monsters they made. When does the tournament kid become the one they blame? When do we ride these Wrongs Why do they get to decide who we became? What about what's important? The innocence that was lost the Peace And love that once showed. Maybe that's what separates us from becoming monsters. That they made That's what they reaped when they sewed to the sorrow that became the monsters they made. Please forgive me for being so blind and I'm Only me.👽💚
Just a small bit of criticism: I feel like nightmares tentacles should be more up, they could be swaying a little bit. I think it pudo be batter cuz i cant imagine him being in such a defenseless state, even with them just a little off the ground would be what I imagine, but that’s just my 2 cents, everything was awesome about it