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…. …. The door drew fate. A face amidst the darkness? My anxiety inflates. … … A passing day draws in darkness, each day an eye sees me. My senses urge, trying to decree; For It finally began, It now watches, it can now see. … … I have fled my place, But will it ever follow? I closed the lights, lifted them in darkness, My feelings ever hollow. … … I may be crazy, But this is forever true. It was never like this, It was my fault. I had defeated my own nightmare no less, But my actions caused it to bless. A cage in a basement I made, It turned that to its charade. Now I shall find something to confront, It shall never leave my front. An existence that shouldn’t exist. I shall annihilate that, fist with fist. An old shadow, with yellow flaming eyes. I looked in past at time, I try, Four preceding angelic numbers of time, Guided times hand to defeat; It was something, my greatest feat. The nightmare that I caged. 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵. For I shall now figure this cursed time, Else I will meet an inevitable demise.
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Apr 2, 2025
Apr 2, 2025 at 4:00 AM UTC
The Monster of My Fault
…. …. The door drew fate. A face amidst the darkness? My anxiety inflates. … … A passing day draws in darkness, each day an eye sees me. My senses urge, trying to decree; For It finally began, It now watches, it can now see. … … I have fled my place, But will it ever follow? I closed the lights, lifted them in darkness, My feelings ever hollow. … … I may be crazy, But this is forever true. It was never like this, It was my fault. I had defeated my own nightmare no less, But my actions caused it to bless. A cage in a basement I made, It turned that to its charade. Now I shall find something to confront, It shall never leave my front. An existence that shouldn’t exist. I shall annihilate that, fist with fist. An old shadow, with yellow flaming eyes. I looked in past at time, I try, Four preceding angelic numbers of time, Guided times hand to defeat; It was something, my greatest feat. The nightmare that I caged. 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵. For I shall now figure this cursed time, Else I will meet an inevitable demise.
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Apr 2, 2025
Apr 2, 2025 at 4:00 AM UTC
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