

The Mind is a Quiet PlaceChestnut houses, Chestnut houses, sleeping, in the Pounding rain. We do not hear the broken windows when mirrors make us, vain.The Mind is a Quiet Place
The walls, they're clean, sparkling careful and White
static sanction rings out. Chilling louder, than the Termites.
The floors all echo. Linoleum footsteps, pocketed away with Stark carpets and dark closets. And, the mind likewise, a quiet place.
Hi
I really appreciate it
-Isaiah
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thats an impressive amount of smileys there...
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Hey, dog entity! Rise up and bare your biscuit filthy fangs at the oppressive leash wielding demon!! G**damn my navel itches!!
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