Hickory Dickory Dock
The mouse went up the clock
The clock struck twelve
The mouse fell down...
So Hickory Dickory dock!
The buzz.The sting.All that sedation never made me saner.My socked hands, my alarmed feet didn't make me less dangerous.
Aye.My mind has wondered and jumped to levels sanity calls crazy. Am I locked up? Yes.Am I crazy? probably.Do I give a damn? Nope.
My cracked up mind forces me to see.
The worst part is that there is no switch to make it stop.Earlier I minded,not so much now.I guess it grew on me.
Who am I? How about a faceless monster.....
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Theme song:The mystery of your gift by Josh Groban
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Thou Hath Fallen
ParanormalA twisted tale of Blood, tears, vengeance and the what noughts of Redemption.A frenzy where Frost and fire gang up.
