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UNDERNEATH 👁

Come closer and let me whisper in your ears as I systematically through, the sounds of my unspoken voice control your inner thoughts and feelings, and even your emotions even your mind. For one silent treatment of an therapeutic journey into, the depth of your subconsciousness into the mere submission. Into the vortex of the darkness of the unknown beneath the surface of your mind. For could you ever imagine? Just for one minute you were transported to a world, beyond your wildest imagination and you stepped into an dimension. That has metamorphosis into images as they transcend, beyond an infuse combination with the process of the hurt and pain that screams within the images that can never be faded as they are, the deepness swirling within your soul screaming even deeper into your heart.                               As the whispers of the silent winds blows through the night air, and the deepness within begins an transformation from day to night. Yet theology you are capture within the next level of self stepping, out into an society that very few could understand, the realness of the concept of insanity and madness trying to get back to being YOU. As you cross over into on to an road of nothing more and nothing less, but false lies with untold promises of living a normal kind of love and life. For tell me how would you truly survive? Living an life built of darkness from day to night, that can creep  into your subconsciousness of your mind, at any given time within the depth of your heart and soul and mind. For could you ever imagine if that was YOU living in a world pool of poetic darkness, that surrounds your very foundation of your subconsciousness, spiritually and physically and emotionally and mentally as it mere existence is deep within the underground world of mere DARKNESS OF THE DEAD OF THE NIGHT.
Written by Stoney223 (WOLF BAY33)
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Author's Note
THROUGH EACH AND EVERYONE OF ELSE LIVES A DARK SIDE AS WELL AS A GOOD SIDE, YET NEITHER ONE OF THEM CAN DECIDE OUR PATHS OR ROADS TO CROSS AND MOUNTAINS TO TRY TO CLIMB, FOR BENEATH THE SURFACE OF OUR HEART AND SOUL AND MIND IS A LIGHT THAT SHINES THROUGH US TO BE ABLE TO STILL WALK BY LIGHT AND NOT BY SOUND....STONEY BAY
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