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Jun 2019
I weigh nothing and yet i rest heavily on your soul. Smile now because no one can tell it's fake, no one can hear it break but i can see the cracks. You have lost all hope, your only solution is the rope, you cannot **** me but I can **** you, many have fallen by my invisible hand.

I shall isolate you from your loved ones and in your loneliness I shall reign over yo. I will take away your happiness and in dismay you shall stay. You scream and act out and you will be branded as a rebel and I shall revel as your call for help is ignored because they don't believe I am real, but you know I am real and I live and I am eating away at your soul until there is nothing but sheer emptiness within you.

If pillows could talk they would tell tales of my broken victims as they wept every time they slept pondering the meaning of their existence, their tears rained over me and I reigned over them.

I know your strengths and weaknesses and I shall bring forth all your fearful thoughts to haunt and torment your mind until your only solution is to end your life entirely.

Call out for help before it's too late, perhaps you can find someone who can relate, maybe they can help you escape before I decide your fate.
Inno Styles
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