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They hold an untold truth, that is linked to you. Listen to the sounds, As they slither around. Coiled and twined, Growing in size. Latched on to your screams, As they enter your dreams. Fight the battle long and hard, Until they are nothing but shards. But the truth will still remain until your emotions are slain.
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May 26, 2019
May 26, 2019 at 12:51 AM UTC
Insects of Misfortune
They hold an untold truth, that is linked to you. Listen to the sounds, As they slither around. Coiled and twined, Growing in size. Latched on to your screams, As they enter your dreams. Fight the battle long and hard, Until they are nothing but shards. But the truth will still remain until your emotions are slain.
Origin: Had a dream about a snake laying eggs that were actually maggots and they grew in various sizes. Quite disturbed honestly
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May 26, 2019
May 26, 2019 at 12:51 AM UTC
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