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We're all just shadows and dust.
Monsters aren't under the bed there lurking in your head.
Maybe I don't wanna talk.
Just let me stay in the shadows.
Set me free.
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Story by AShadowInLife
Watching waiting, crying, dieing
When Twyla turns 12 she starts to here voices in her head talking to her. When she tells her mom her mom take...
