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Hello, it's you. Standing with your long, dark dress Twirling around slowly, as if flaunting Urging me to come closer The graceful circling movement Slowly hypnotizing me Am I awake? Or, More importantly, How did I end up here? You walk closer, each step echoing in the dark abyss below Walking on a deteriorating wooden floor With each step creaking Ready to break Ready to fall Ready to take me with you Stepping closer Stepping Closer Clo-- I wake up, surrounded by four white corners. The only sound I hear is my exasperated breathing Along with the constant beeping beside me Not today, friend. Not today.
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Jul 26, 2017
Jul 26, 2017 at 2:16 PM UTC
Not Today.
Hello, it's you. Standing with your long, dark dress Twirling around slowly, as if flaunting Urging me to come closer The graceful circling movement Slowly hypnotizing me Am I awake? Or, More importantly, How did I end up here? You walk closer, each step echoing in the dark abyss below Walking on a deteriorating wooden floor With each step creaking Ready to break Ready to fall Ready to take me with you Stepping closer Stepping Closer Clo-- I wake up, surrounded by four white corners. The only sound I hear is my exasperated breathing Along with the constant beeping beside me Not today, friend. Not today.
feeling a little inspired today hmm
enygma
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Jul 26, 2017
Jul 26, 2017 at 2:16 PM UTC
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