Shadows come to play
When her mind goes quiet the shadows come out. playing with her mind; tugging pulling, twisting and stabbing. that's just the beginning, she hears it now. Voices from the void. whispering, snickering and plotting. They say so many mean things but are they true things. Turn the music up louder, Don't stop until the shadows run and the voices disapate. Finally free, for a minute or a second it doesn't matter. Small breaths and small steps to keep the shadows and voices quiet.
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