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Are the monsters without Or the monsters within? MY head is polluted with sin Indeed not only is my own But it is the sole for which I claim Responsibility; am I even sane? So if everyone outside is to me, Why therefore am I not too? A monster to everyone’s view Are the zombies them or am I Festering feuding tearing at the walls of my head Wanting food, craving blood, needing to be fed
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Feb 10, 2014
Feb 10, 2014 at 9:54 AM UTC
Zombies
Are the monsters without Or the monsters within? MY head is polluted with sin Indeed not only is my own But it is the sole for which I claim Responsibility; am I even sane? So if everyone outside is to me, Why therefore am I not too? A monster to everyone’s view Are the zombies them or am I Festering feuding tearing at the walls of my head Wanting food, craving blood, needing to be fed
Just for fun. Moderately reflective. Nothing serious.
disaster-child
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Feb 10, 2014
Feb 10, 2014 at 9:54 AM UTC
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