It takes a while to drft into a cold slumber I am awoken by somebody's presence in the room their breaths are quiet almost trying to mask them, I try to ignore it I avert my eyes towards the doorway it's a figure of a girl the glints of her eyes in the dark comfort me but also intrigue me.Then I hear a light whisper "he will be mine, you're not going anywhere," the voice remarks, the voice is recognizable but the lines repeating like a scratched record, that is the true and total definition of insanity.
My Rose on Fire
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