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The Unknow
I am standing in line wating for my number to be called
but this place where I stand is very odd
and when my name is called I am standing in the woods
I have know Idea how it happened but I swear I seen this before
a dream was it
no a vision that must be
where your fears conquer you and turn your destiny until gruesome death scenes
I am a survivor as I called
then I heard a voice
saying I have a choice stay in the unknown forever
or die in the up coming month November
I have to chose but what is better to die alone
with no where to go and be nothing at all
or stay and conquer all my fears and turn this place into a happy place once and for all
I am no longer able to chose
my mind takes the best option
and that's the way I go
for I shall remain in the unknown
I am now a slave in the graveyard of wicked dreams
for I shall stay in the unknown for years to come
BY Brice Austerman
but this place where I stand is very odd
and when my name is called I am standing in the woods
I have know Idea how it happened but I swear I seen this before
a dream was it
no a vision that must be
where your fears conquer you and turn your destiny until gruesome death scenes
I am a survivor as I called
then I heard a voice
saying I have a choice stay in the unknown forever
or die in the up coming month November
I have to chose but what is better to die alone
with no where to go and be nothing at all
or stay and conquer all my fears and turn this place into a happy place once and for all
I am no longer able to chose
my mind takes the best option
and that's the way I go
for I shall remain in the unknown
I am now a slave in the graveyard of wicked dreams
for I shall stay in the unknown for years to come
BY Brice Austerman
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