imagination
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"I'M NOT CRAZY!! HE IS REAL!" i yell as they drag me out of my dad's house.
They put a straight jacket on me and throw me in the back
seat.
"YOU HAVE TO BELIEVE ME DAD!" i say to him with pledging eyes. he just turns around and head back inside the house. then the car starts, i already know where they are taking me to...
the asylum.
i just cry and look out the window
"i know you exist, harry"
i whisper.
cover made by: @stylogomez
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