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Inside My Head Help me… I am in a world of pain and fear, sorrow and hatred. Trapped in a cement room with padded walls dying of suffocation from the world around me, tears fall like icy petals of death forming a stream beneath my feet. A world where light is afraid of darkness, and sacrifice is considered with every move. Consequences are a matter of life and death, and the forces of evil are brought together by the screams of immortality. The terror of white becoming black, time ticking backwards, and one wishing upon the demise of the other. Coming upon apprehension of animosity and regret, entering a universe of nauseating threats and slaughtering desires, with lies upon equivocation, upon illusions. A blood thirsty tellurian musing beside creeks mourning from wrath followed by the cruel intentions of the damned. One darting to detach from panic of the secluded spirits, while listening to the voices of ones intellect, inserting images of demons gathering around lifeless bodies, from the depths of hell whispering in my ear, please let go |
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first submission written by my 14 year old daughter
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