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Big eyes, small pupils, eyes that follow you anywhere,strands of hair, messy, a chaotic movement by a dancer, arms bent backward, feet spinning in unnatural ways, but the head kept still, its eyes locked on me.No blood in sight, just dried black-red ink, which covers the eyes, shut forever.Woken up in what feels like aContinue reading “ABSJL (Possessed)”