"Open mind, open Eyes
Open too long, something dies.
Found the ties, too many tries.
Broken mind, soul dies."
He needed someone or something to be there,
There was no need to break in, I was welcomed.
When you weren't there, what did you think would happen?
Something had to take up the space, Something had to!
He broke! Black spilled out, you kept picking!
When you were gone, something had to drive!
You continued to go till you finally stayed...
I never Broke In. He was Broken.
I fixed him.
(Who are you talking to?)
What?
(Who are you?)
Me.
About the Creator
Onyx Perth
I can be w/e u need me 2 be, good/bad, friend/enemy, I can be there 4 u or not. I'm a shapeshifter, pretender, social chameleon, fly on the wall. When we first meet you'll think I look familiar. I am u, I am me, I am everybody, I am nobody.
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