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I’m afraid of a lot of things. I’m afraid of the dark, I’m afraid of the thoughts in my head, I’m 16 and I’m still afraid of the monsters under my bed.
You know, its funny how much it bothers people to say "They" Thats okay. I understand that they could never understand. But you know what I don't understand.
There are times I wish it would always be the middle of the night. Everything is calm, still and you can hear everything beyond your door if you listen well.
In a world where children are obliteratedBy chemical weaponsWhere strikes rattle the brains and deafenThe sleeping innocent are threatenedA man faces ArmageddonYet, He claims tears of joy for his twins are in heaven