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I know of a place. That deep in the night. Becomes dark as space. It gives me a fright. It's where werewolves crawl. And vampires creep. Where bogey men drawl. And Frankenstein sleeps.
#Household In the deepest darkest corners, Of my mostly bright blue mind, There's something fascinating, And horrendous you can find.
I haunt the dark halls of. your mind. Watching what morsels I. can find. Hidden puzzles are tasty. treats. To satiate my hungry feast. I dine on your troubles. and fears. With clamorous taunts.
If you cleared your mind completely, it would be like standing in a vast open room. You would surrounded by the confines of your consciousness, but there would be no movement. No sound.
Flowing flowing Ever growing.
The rain has passed and I am walking, turmoil, Under this London-grey sky. Snatches of blue pass through a flecked canopy of endless refraction.
When I'm trying to escape my reality. I sit myself beneath the Opussian Tree. There I'll stay and take it all in. I am pure there, stripped of sin. Never did you see such a beautiful place.
Am I at fault. No, but my timing was. My timing was a deer running out to catch the headlights. Or was it to cross the road. It matters not when the road is but a worn out path to heavenly hills.