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His impressive... I must admit...

You gave me the pen and the paper.
You said here, write some feelings down.
See what it turns into.
But you also gave me some matches.
You left so quickly, I couldn't ask one question.
So I started writing about what I felt.
I felt....
Curious, nervous.
Don't know why.
I just did, a bit curious about the matches.
A bit nervous about what I was suppose to do with them.
So I lit a match.
Held it in front of my green eye.
Watched the flame, as my eye started to water.
From the burn of the match being so close.
I rubbed my eye and looked into the flame again.
But this time I saw ghostly shadows.
With my other eye I saw nothing.
Through the flame I saw these people reaching out for me.
Screaming please, get us out of here.
They told me he killed them.
They said he's going to do the same thing to me.
His going to put me in fire and I'm going to burn away.
A cruel man like him lives inside my head.
I'm just waiting for him to take advantage and do what his set out to.
Because I've been sitting here for years listening to this awful bastard.
His impressive though, I must admit.
He keeps me entertained.
But he'll be the death of me soon.
It's funny though because the one who kills me.
Looks exactly like me. 
He doesn't even bother wearing a disguise.  
Because he knows.
That I know.
It's really me, who see's this shit.


..::-MasterDesignOfAFake-::..
Written by emoboi24 (Nik-Forever)
Published | Edited 17th Nov 2010
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