I wonder and I stand before his soul. Crying silently because I see this hole. The hole of a fear that was burned into him. I stood back to see if he’d move… the lights dim.
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When one window opens…
She ran frantically around the house, as fast as she could while carrying a candle in her hands. She scurries to each window and places the candle on a small place nearby, whose sole purpose is to hold that candle. Then she proceeds to latch the window, quickly and precisely.
Falling Into A Dream Within A Dream
It strikes me – Sleep The sound of crushing onto the bed was sweet. Not yet asleep. It is fading now – Fatigue
Id Rather be Fucking Dead
Id rather be dead then face the shitty fucks who decided that racism and all that shit was a good thing.