In our fortress of solitude, odds thoughts may be found. Fields of daisies are turned to ashes with a tide change. From ashes demons rise, reaching the highest point, making it their domain. Then all goes dark, foggy the judgement turn, reason disappear, fears are on the flesh. Because their game of terror is about to begin. Haunting us till infinity, defeating us in our own field, deceiving our hearts. Difficult the victory will be, but not yet...not yet. First need to understand our true nature, only then we shall prevail or succumb to our flaws.
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Random thoughts of a hopeless mind
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