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Asylum

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It's All Coming Back To Me. The Thick Timber And Pine Scent That Filled The Woods, Along With The Crackling, And Glow Of The Flames From The Fire. Everywhere I Turned, And Glanced Seemed Like A Faint Fog, That Blurred My Vision.

    I Could Remember Screaming, Crying For Someone To Help. Nothing Seemed To Work, When I Was Alone Like This. The Rustling Of The Pine Needles Began To Grow Louder, As I Felt My Breaths Become Weaker, Colder. I Knew This Wasn't Normal.

    "You Say You Know What I've Been Through. Yet You Fail To Witness The Screams."

    "You Say You Claim To Know Fear. Yet You've Never Witnessed My Terror."

    "You Say That Everyone Has Dreams. Yet I'm Always Seeing Nightmares."Todos los derechos reservados

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