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MY LAST NERVE
What is it about the darkness that makes sense to the spirit of the soul, as it affects the feelings of being trap within an realm of low self-esteem, to the point you feel unwanted and unloved and unworthy. As it comes to the very existences of the demons within your subconsciousness, that creeps and roams through the dead of the night. For it is said that we each have our own demons that walk, through the stairways and gateways of our most private and deepest thoughts.That appears from out of the depth of the darkness that sometimes controls, the very existences of our heart and soul and subconsciousness of our awareness knowing that they are present as they challenge you. As you cross over into the depth of the realm of what is called, darkness with its unseen and untold stories of hellish nightmares. Waiting patiently to dive into the very thoughts of your most deepest dreams, even as you try to hold your demons at bay as they want to come out and play. For it is said those demons are not only in your mind, for they live amongst us in this society of humanity, hiding within the passages of hallways and stairways and gateways of life's daily grind. Pushing your subconsciousness to dwell within the depth of the darkness, were images of your past violences and murders slowly begins to feed, that need and craving of skin and flesh and blood. Yet they still continue to push that last button even after you tell them, enough is enough of you messing with my last nerve to the breaking point of murder and involuntary manslaughter. Just because some of you people don't really want to understand, what it does mean when you tell them to STOP LOOK AND LISTEN, for it's my vengeance that you have to worry about when it comes out like a dark demon in search of your blood.
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