Never 46Never 46Three. The green men marched marched through my head my head hurtThey were coming for me, and I listened to their footfalls in the shadows the shadows summoned meand I went.Six.Staring into the corner into the wall into my soulI never had oneI never knew one never rested never tried.Thirteen.The beatings cameThe torment fellupon my headI cursed them cursed to my fate my fate is sealedEighteen.He lies unconscious on the basement floorsoaked in pisssoaked in ruin anger confusio
FollowHe taps me on the shoulder again.I brush his fingers aside.He does not leave. He taunts, hides hides in my dreams, in plain sight.Eyes open suddenly, he has disappearedjust in time to mock my vision my vision dims as I squintI know he is there. His laughter echoes echoes of the past throes of the presentchurn on in the darkness."You know it won't hurt".These words in my ears my ears ring with the sound that surrounds and po
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