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Drowning in it is my pleasure, My silence, My punishment, My desicon. As I let my thoughts invade The air And hold my breath On purpose Its impossible to Look for the light In the darkness As the door shuts and the atmosphere breaks I still smile At the thought Of no one watching me

In the freezer I put the milk And the pickles And the meat To make the perfect meal For my beloved boss In the freezer is the cream And the apples And the cheese The meal has ended But that doesn't mean my night has too In the freezer lyes the chicken And the ice I use for the whiskey The whiskey I'm drinking right now Infront of the fire while a smirk plays across my face In the freezer lies the head And the bloody tail Of the hair of my boss Who refused to give me the raise For the milk that I need to buy tomorrow in the supermarket.

scalp

Bam Bam Bam I'm still not tired Bam Bam Bam I can keep going all night Bam Bam Bam Adrenaline fills my blood Bam Bam Bam The scalp is already open Its just a flesh wound Bam Bam Bam Its no longer squirming Bam Bam Bam The blood hits my t-shirt It'll be difficult to clean it Bam Bam Bam Best night of my life

Ideas premeated to words. Words premeated to ink. Ink premeated to paper and paper premeated to me. Stamped inside the envelope. All my thoughts cloating through it. The wind takes it away from my hands. I wonder who will find it.

When I was little I use to take candy out of the store. No one ever got me. I was so proud of that. I still am.

I covered the mirror with the frst blancket I saw. I, then primiesed myself not to eve rtae a glance, not a squint at that object ever again. You'd do the same if you'd saw your reflection wink at you.

Someone is infront of me. Same eyes, same freckles. Same movements at the exact time. Looks like me. Its not me. I see something dark at the corner of my eye. When I turn to see the mirror again. The thing is smiling.

Good spreading all over the world. Happiness in the faces of the people. Smiles. Laughs. Wars between two groups of people because of lack of tolerance and respect. Evil spreading all over the world. Sadness in the faces of the people. Frowns. Cries. And I wonder since when did relegion became such a peaceful term

piano

Slender fingers run through it. A pleasing sound fills the room but no one is there to hear it. He still hears the chant of people that isn't there. An applause for the anonymus musician by the non-existent crowd. A short vow and then the notes die down.

hell

I know it burns I know it hurts I know its site of so many nightmares A site that will not please anyone I find it rather cozy

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nicole wrote about mirage
“Someone is infront of me. Same eyes, same freckles. Same movements at the exact time. Looks like me. Its not me. I see something dark at the corner of my eye. When I turn to see the mirror agai…”

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