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Standing on the Shore
A storm is coming. A storm that will swalow the children, and i will deliver them from the kingdom of pain. I will deliver the children back their doorsteps and send the monsters back to the underground, i'll send them back to a place where no one else can see them, No one but me.
A storm is coming. A storm that will swalow the children, and i will deliver them from the kingdom of pain. I will deliver the children back their doorsteps and send the monsters back to the underground, i'll send them back to a place where no one else can see them, No one but me.
There are times when those eyes inside your brain stare back at you.
Charles Bukowski (via dulcetdecember)
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