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Loneliness
In a space of a small room.
Is a boy.
Who feeds off his evil thoughts.
He never leaves his room.
Just sits there and thinks.
In the dark, He looks at himself in the mirror.
Until his face changes into something horrid.
Like a monster is looking back at him.
Enters his soul through his eye's.
Eats away at his flesh.
Screws with his head.
Make's him see things that are not there.
Feel things that are not real.
His surrounded by fictional monsters.
With no one real around his forced to listen to them.
If he wasn't so alone.
He would still be alive.
Is a boy.
Who feeds off his evil thoughts.
He never leaves his room.
Just sits there and thinks.
In the dark, He looks at himself in the mirror.
Until his face changes into something horrid.
Like a monster is looking back at him.
Enters his soul through his eye's.
Eats away at his flesh.
Screws with his head.
Make's him see things that are not there.
Feel things that are not real.
His surrounded by fictional monsters.
With no one real around his forced to listen to them.
If he wasn't so alone.
He would still be alive.
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