Tiny creatures, eerie and child like visit me in the nights I am sleepless playing games of hide and seek under my eyelids where in half dreams I see them watching with their over sized heads the shape of rotting melons and their sunken in eyes, hard, endless dark pits of decaying innocence taunting me…
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No wind or wing but only a hope and a dream…
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