

Mind FuckEntrance point in your vision, the sight reassures you. Gray surrounds the night, the paradox blinds you. Trancing sounds console your mind. Pain is perceived as orgasm. Your body structure dwindles with time. The events occur unnoticed. You venture closer, completely brain numb. Mind trapped in the asylum of your head. Your master inscribes \"your\" thoughts upon you, as the journey to the apex becomes drudgery. Why is this pleasure suddenly tormenting? Why are these feelings contrasting themselves? Its time to wake up, its time to understandMind Fuck
You


ShhI wake up To a forest. I lay On soft moss Under a great tree. The rain Slowly stops F A L L I N G And mistShh
Rolls through So slowly Its as if It were trying Not to make A sound...


Summer Thunder StormResounding thunderSummer Thunder Storm
is deafening in its own silence. I can see the bright yellow
and white against the dark blue velvet that seems to conform to the atmosphere inside my mind.
You speak to me in confidence
and try to gain an understanding. The lightning shatters your sentence and I am terminally sidetracked.
I can apologize in 15 different shades of regret and penitence. Although I could walk outside and not see my hand in front
of my own face the wrong here is painfully clear.
Speaking out of a
--
I've been poking a voodoo doll
that you do not know I made for you -of you- let's see what needles do.
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it's a silly time to learn to swim
when you start to drown
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it's a silly time to learn to swim
when you start to drown
oh, and i found your card
come back, lady zoe!
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...Phranque?
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