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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tales of mystery, horror and suspense
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.