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His mind is all clogged up with excruciating thoughts, and as he screams in agony, he knows no one could hear. For those who did, they are what you call demons. Those demons that stayed in him, and those that lingers around him. He's lost and he's trapped in his own dark world, and no one is there to help.
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Jul 13, 2016
Jul 13, 2016 at 5:09 AM UTC
Clogged Up.
His mind is all clogged up with excruciating thoughts, and as he screams in agony, he knows no one could hear. For those who did, they are what you call demons. Those demons that stayed in him, and those that lingers around him. He's lost and he's trapped in his own dark world, and no one is there to help.
nishas
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Jul 13, 2016
Jul 13, 2016 at 5:09 AM UTC
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