I didn't go in the closet I believed it was a monster in there if a shoe was way under the bed I wasn't going there until one day I discovered there was no monster in there there was no monster hiding under there so why did I believe that what caused so much fright why did I fear the night what was a monster anyway I never seen one a day in my life just like angels never seen one of those either all I see is people like me every day of my life I'm a creature of habit I live in a hobbit don't care what goes on out there as long as it doesn't breach my door what am I peeping out windows for
The Immortal Wize
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mlowe5 says: Nice write. In the womb of self you already know what's there. Self never lies to self. What's out there is always so weird and misleading until you "see" true reality. I'm sittring here now, peeping out from within the womb of my room...looking at some weird crap; but don't have time for it. Moving on to the next nnourishing read. |
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Kingqadardwon' says: Yeah you right! Live with no fear..Falsehood,,Enslavement, Appearing,Real. |
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love_supreme says: Excellent write. |
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