Losing myself in worlds I created,
Avoiding feelings which dealing with I hated.
See characters grow and nemisis fallin'
When in the real world the demonds keep crawlin'
Faster still, closer still, clawing at you
But in your creations there is nothing you can't do.
And though it enstranges one of the others
Your minds like a book with a thousand covers.
(Would like to be) Author
Call me Jamie
- Germany
- JoinedJuly 17, 2019
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