there is no point in fighting us
we are everywhere
we are nowhere
we are the sounds underneath your bed at night
we are the whispers in your ear
we are the urges in your mind
we are not an entity
he is trapped in our web
Help me, someone..anyone
They're twisting my words. I can't even write anything anymore without whatever the fucking hell this thing is replacing my posts.
-Phoenix
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