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It was a cold night with no light Sitting alone in my home I heard three little knocks on my door Shivers ran through my spine Who could that be at this time? I checked the window to see who it was. But there was nobody out. Returning to sleep feeling drained i heard the three little knocks again. I rushed and opened the door. A faceless man was standing alone. And he said hello my friend im happy to visit you again. Your time ended in this life Im here to take u to the after-life. Suddenly his eyes appeared to me and i felt so light and free. Those eyes were death why was i so attracted to them? I was flowting in the air and watching my body lying on the ground downthere. I realised i had just died but yet i felt so alive I was a spirit ready to break on through the other side. But somehow i couldnt forget those eyes. Words of harfouchism.
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Aug 2, 2014
Aug 2, 2014 at 1:54 PM UTC
The eyes of the summoner
It was a cold night with no light Sitting alone in my home I heard three little knocks on my door Shivers ran through my spine Who could that be at this time? I checked the window to see who it was. But there was nobody out. Returning to sleep feeling drained i heard the three little knocks again. I rushed and opened the door. A faceless man was standing alone. And he said hello my friend im happy to visit you again. Your time ended in this life Im here to take u to the after-life. Suddenly his eyes appeared to me and i felt so light and free. Those eyes were death why was i so attracted to them? I was flowting in the air and watching my body lying on the ground downthere. I realised i had just died but yet i felt so alive I was a spirit ready to break on through the other side. But somehow i couldnt forget those eyes. Words of harfouchism.
Harleyhucof
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Aug 2, 2014
Aug 2, 2014 at 1:54 PM UTC
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