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Crept into my mind
Slowly it kneaded on my brain
When my world was perfect, clean
My darkness blew it away.
Yet I departed from that horrible place
Where thoughts run wild,
And fears are nestled.
The prints of his stallion;
Still they bore into my heart.
It seemed as though he’d never left
As the next day I was haunted more
So I feared the world.
Restrains bound me from door to door.
Suddenly! A gleaming demon jumps from the shadows
Right in that moment you had yourself.
He sees your objective and shows the world
Frustration. Frustration. Frustration.
I’m lost.
I’m tired, and sad.
I must write a thousand essays.
But I just want to relax.
What peace will this pleasure bring me?
I need love.
Where are you Tiff?