Behind the smokescreen there are angled branches forming a spectral landscape.
Owl's hooting is no longer heard because of other animals' howling.
A shiver runs down you back when you realize there's something else.
Darkness takes hold of your heart, ceasing to see clearly the difference between reality and the worst of the imaginations, nightmares.
Enjoy this feeling, join the world of lost souls and try not to miss along the way.
viernes, 13 de marzo de 2015
Than me
I looked at the mirror and just saw It. Devilishly bigger than me, darker than me, more evil than me,
But it was smiling and I was not.
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