Monday, 15 October 2012
If you choose to control me, mess with my mind
I won’t complain.
Just let me hear the music, let me feel again.
No one else can hear you, I’l lock the pain inside.
I’ll hide your secret safe away,
whilst you control my mind.
I’ll slip into the darkness
beneath the icy depths.
Behind your cloak of craziness,
I’ll breathe my final breath…
"We Stopped Checking For Monsters under the bed,
because we realized they were inside us" - Stephen King.
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