Sometimes I see a demon growing in the mirror.
Growing inside me,
Clawing out.
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Small Voices
Short StoryWhile I sit alone, the voices whisper in my head. I close my eyes to hear them say."write us.... don't let us die when you're dead....."
Mirror🛡👁
Sometimes I see a demon growing in the mirror.
Growing inside me,
Clawing out.
