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Cerebral CaptivityWith closed eyes the man imagined the clock on the wall. Its tick forced him into a blue hell, a sea of isolation that drenched his consciousness with a thick fungus brew. It allowed the bacteria of his past to multiply and engulf any hope of further satisfaction. The man festered in his swampy existence and began to rot like a decaying frog beneath the excrement of another nourishing the mushrooms that sprouted within; multicoloured organisms that forced a multicoloured death upon anyone who desired a taste. The rain fell heavily, feeding the ferns and filling the marshes of his soul until its pace began to ease. Each drop became like the tiCerebral Captivity
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drumby ~margrietje
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Rock on!
i have this vague feeling that i know you in person..
do i?
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It is pitch black. You are likely to be eaten by a grue.
To hell you aren't.
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This bandwagon's full so please, catch another
You know me. But you don't know WHO I am.
Looking at my DeviantART account won't tell you that, either.
In the mean time, have a watch. No, not the kind you wear. Oh, and don't you just LOATHE Nathan Kwok over there in merry old ... Europe?
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They can all kiss my ass, lord, they can all kiss my ass. If they wanna kiss my ass then they better do it fast 'cause we're all gonna die some day
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What about Room 237?
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