I taught the killing game first. Out of control, darker rooms lit, full of choice. Change the toys into tools. Awaken, locked inside, I saw him standing there, forcing light tears.
Scratchy throat, passing words there were no widows, exposed. Don't want to be tortured anymore, wake up time. There is a place that still remains. The storm of thorns are growing, chaos closed my jaw, it's like metal riot. Can you see the madness, theres tons of poetry. I hate the smell darkness, now the world is closing in. I hate my life.
So glad to see you.
Scratchy throat, passing words there were no widows, exposed. Don't want to be tortured anymore, wake up time. There is a place that still remains. The storm of thorns are growing, chaos closed my jaw, it's like metal riot. Can you see the madness, theres tons of poetry. I hate the smell darkness, now the world is closing in. I hate my life.
Atrocious things are taking place. I'm more that just a little curious. The pulse runs through your body. To the dead. The cycle of revelations slip through your mind. It's easy.
The phantom of stranger said. He said. Do it, he said. You may say it scares you. Would you like it if I bestowed this bloodcurdling demon upon you, to be insubstantial to? You're decrepit to him. Fear, you'd live in fear like I. You want to know so much, but you're not even listening.
Constantly confining yourself, feeling restricted within reason. Seeing... sstonishing things, you'll never see, choose. Hypnotizing realms chasing you, when all you want is to be alone. Live in choice, never choosing, you don't know which is right, what will happen, what tomarrow will bring. Sudden spheres of light burst through my eye sockets, screams slowly fade in the back of my head, dizziness overcomes me, like always. I try to hide it, I do well.
The phantom of stranger said. He said. Do it, he said. You may say it scares you. Would you like it if I bestowed this bloodcurdling demon upon you, to be insubstantial to? You're decrepit to him. Fear, you'd live in fear like I. You want to know so much, but you're not even listening.
Constantly confining yourself, feeling restricted within reason. Seeing... sstonishing things, you'll never see, choose. Hypnotizing realms chasing you, when all you want is to be alone. Live in choice, never choosing, you don't know which is right, what will happen, what tomarrow will bring. Sudden spheres of light burst through my eye sockets, screams slowly fade in the back of my head, dizziness overcomes me, like always. I try to hide it, I do well.
So glad to see you.
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