Mindgames
and as fear leisurely coiled itself around my soul, uninvited found myself quivering beneath its icy blanket my breath, shallow my senses pivoted towards the amplified sounds lurking among dank shadows as nebulous urchins stretch their limbs across a cadaverous ceiling bleeding the foul stench of delusion cast these childhood fears upon my tainted windows in the dark of night upon my fading strength I pray this storm shall pass dissipate with the clink-clank sounds of haunting footsteps in the hallway…
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Art….. is the footprint of inner essence – James Carver
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