Evils Toy
I want to believe
Creeping silence,
Somthing stirring.
Soft hands reaching out for me.
I feel it`s out there,
Growing stronger,
Calling voicelessly for me.
The truth is out there
I want to believe.
It`s not alone,
There are others,
Similar and powerful.
They submit us,
We oblige,
Longing for oblivion
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