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Asylum

September 7th, 2007 by brandon

Looking down I watched as the cockroaches and spiders crawled their way up my legs and onto my lap. I tried to brush them off but without success. My hands were tied to the chair, along with my legs. Mentally Altered, I could not move, nor say anything anyone could understand. All of a sudden, there was light! Light! Yes prevailing from this darkroom, as if to puncture it, to stab it in the back, light. It was coming from a door, and it was still opening, allowing more of the free flowing energy to make me warm once again.

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Darkness

September 7th, 2007 by LittlePrince

When darkness becomes your path
You will follow it blindly
its pure certainty is
like the warmth of a winter’s sun.
Casting shadows in the valley of death

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One way road

September 7th, 2007 by brandon

The paths I take are always one way roads.
I don’t want to turn around,
but I always can illegally.

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Heaven and Hell

September 7th, 2007 by brandon

Is there such places?
Yes.
Your body is in heaven
Your heart is in purgatory
Your mind is in hell
Your soul is in turmoil

Life itself is heaven and will always be such.
You must pay for your sins through your heart.
Your mind will always be under torture,
and the soul will forever spiral through neutrality.

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