Wednesday, May 25, 2016

Gothic Thoughts Comments

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There is a decaying mansion inside of my head.
Within dwell the demons, caretakers of the ghosts of all I've lost.
They are fed on pieces of my fragmented ego, jagged and splintered like bones baked in the sun.
But no sun shines here now, so their brittle nature comes from the careful nurturing of a damaged self...
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