Fragile Belief

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I am Darkness. I engulf the world at sunset. I house the shadows . . . their demon eyes searching . . . Searching for my soul . . . The center of my being. But alas, I have no soul. I am Darkness. I am Fear. To a child, who has just finished saying his prayers, His eyes searching the room, But all he sees is me. (I am Darkness.) I surround him, And out of me come hideous faces . . . Monsters and murderers, Wearing grotesque expressions. H
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I think I just saw a fleck of existence fall off and disappear...
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In the words of the great Anna Ringstad: GIMME MY MILK CONTARTON!
There are very few people you can trust in life... but then again i could be lying
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