
Night has embraced my soul and I am about to drift away into the wild and screaming world of my imagination.
The place where I am surrounded by darkness, but my mind cannot make up that the very state of lack of light is caused by a very disturbed mind, and myself placing my purpose of vision under the blanket- I hear the footsteps of black silhouettes- possibly approaching towards me.
Now I wait – to hear the gunshot or wait for the gloved hand to stab me with a sharp knife, or to strangle me; just as I was expecting one of the many deaths I have fantasized, the medicine slowly works its way to calm my nerves and close my eyes into the depth of artificial sleep.
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:=) I like the way you’ve described what I assume is a hallucination.
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Exactly Priya 🙂 ❤
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😊💕
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Wow Nima 👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼
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Thank you dear Happy Soul 🙂 ❤
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Wow 👌👌
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😀 😀 😀 ❤ ❤
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Amazing write-up! Love the imagery and flow 💖
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Thanks Prerna 😊
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Perfect figment of imagination! 👏
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Thank you dear 😀
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Pleasure is mine! 🤗
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😀 😀 😀
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Wow, amazing.
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🙂 🙂 🙂
Thank you ❤
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You are welcome.
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😀😀
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