ParanoiaA Poem by xaotica
Quiet Dear, these walls are thin...
and from all around- they listen in; Scary Monsters that hide within, await for you to act in sin, so they can drag you back and then, they'll rip and tear you from your skin. They'll turn you into one of them, you'll never see the light again, and when you fall to be victim, this will be your fitting end. Unless you learn to change and mend, the same behavior you condemn. Then from the dark you'll learn to fend, yourself from having to descend to the pits of Hell where you've been sent.
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Added on February 9, 2020 Last Updated on February 9, 2020 |