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Diaries of the red door asylum I stay in the shadows, but not for my protection... lurking.... Hunting..... Longing. I relive my first day here. I cant even remember -my life before this... Hurting.... Torturing..... Longing. I believe I have always been here. E V E N When I'm not... Creeping.... Crawling..... Longing. These voices call to me. T H E Y Are me... I know it, even if they don't. My brain is squirming in my skull. No room left. These voices must be heard. They M U S T Be silenced. I believe I have always been here. Even when I am not. Because. My heart lies behind the red door. And the truth liesinred
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Aug 27, 2014
Aug 27, 2014 at 12:05 PM UTC
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Diaries of the red door asylum I stay in the shadows, but not for my protection... lurking.... Hunting..... Longing. I relive my first day here. I cant even remember -my life before this... Hurting.... Torturing..... Longing. I believe I have always been here. E V E N When I'm not... Creeping.... Crawling..... Longing. These voices call to me. T H E Y Are me... I know it, even if they don't. My brain is squirming in my skull. No room left. These voices must be heard. They M U S T Be silenced. I believe I have always been here. Even when I am not. Because. My heart lies behind the red door. And the truth liesinred
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Aug 27, 2014
Aug 27, 2014 at 12:05 PM UTC
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