LONE


Twitches of an idea scratch at my mind. Someone spoke to me…

Who’s there?

Blank splotches of an inky darkness squeeze my skin, throwing me against the wall as I cry out.

Life flows from my scalp and I hold my heart in my hands.

Throbbing throbbing throbbing

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