Hide from the ghost. Hide from the dead. Hide from your family. Hide from the poltergeist. Hide your feelings. Hide your eyes. Hide from life. Hide from the light. Hide from sadness. Hide from madness. Hide from happiness. Hide from the darkness. Hide from........... you. The ghost, the dead, the poltergeists, your family will consume you then you die. Alone. Afraid. Eyes closed. No more life. In the light of darkness. Sad, mad, happy combined inside you so you cry your eyes out, lash out at people, and laugh with friends all at the same time leaving you to have no idea witch will kill you first. Hiding from you is the only thing that will keep yourself contained long enough be fore its all over, and . . . you die. But only at the end will you have finally realized you never had a life you could live.
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