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black shapes, i see them all disfigured, big, and small there’s many types that i see at night but i wish to see none at all organic line work filled in black dancing on the wall or on the window slipping outside to blend with the sky finally i can get some shut-eye i wake up again and i’m immediately scared the black shapes have grown into people with glares they bark orders at me, my nostrils flare i really wish i wasn’t here i look for an exit there’s none in sight i hold onto my head and let out a scream of fright they don’t go away and i’m here to stay i’m simply waiting for the end of today
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Oct 4, 2019
Oct 4, 2019 at 3:12 PM UTC
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black shapes, i see them all disfigured, big, and small there’s many types that i see at night but i wish to see none at all organic line work filled in black dancing on the wall or on the window slipping outside to blend with the sky finally i can get some shut-eye i wake up again and i’m immediately scared the black shapes have grown into people with glares they bark orders at me, my nostrils flare i really wish i wasn’t here i look for an exit there’s none in sight i hold onto my head and let out a scream of fright they don’t go away and i’m here to stay i’m simply waiting for the end of today
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Oct 4, 2019
Oct 4, 2019 at 3:12 PM UTC
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