The Doctor's SongDOCWell, well well.. .what have we here?My brother, huh?Well isn't that just perfect?So you're the one everyone's been banging, right?Stop talking stop talking,Your face tells me enoughDon't kid yourself it just won't helpYou gotta get some buff.So pretty and so girlyI can't tell which is worseIt makes my very fabric crawlIt must be a real curse!When my pretty little nurse says'The Doctor is now in'Advice from me? – Don't try to run.Fun's just 'bout to begin!And if you don't fear me right nowTHAT problem will be solved.I'm the worst thing out there,Or at least that's what I'm told OhhhCLIVE & L
Blindfolded- Chap One: MirrorFLASH.Darkness.FLASH.Darkness.FLASH.…light…?His optics opened with a soft whirring sound, focusing on the things around him slowly. It was dark here, but it was not the soothing calmness of the darkness that was brought with night. This one was harsh and cold and made him feel uncomfortable. He stepped back.That was when his eyes fell on the mirror.The sparse light reflected in the broken glass, drawing his attention to it. And in those shards, he got a first glance at what he was.Iron-rimmed optics… course fabric making up most of his body, with a cotton 'cravat' made out of the same striped material that mad
Blindfolded- Prologue'Give it up. This'll never work.''Don't stress yourself. Give up.''Why do you insist on pursuing this?'No one had believed him, no one had had a single nice thought to spare about his countless efforts to preserve his thoughts and beliefs for the dying world. There was no scrap of sympathy for him, not in here, the place he referred to as his 'realm', and not in the streets of the city beyond the gates of the mental institute. People were dying out there, and everyone would rather care about themselves than extend a hand to a neighbor.But not him. No. He was determined to leave something behind for everyone, to keep his spirit and id
ColdIt feels so coldI want to goBut I lost the only keyI'm stuck in hereThe windows jammedFeels like I am suffocatingIt's much too tightI want to leaveBut can't let goI'm tied down to this placeShadows, creepingThat light can't chase awayI have to let them in, they have the keyThat I was searching forI'm covering, I shield my faceNo need, they still see meWhy don't I just give up?I'm being draggedInto nothingnessLet goLet goI'm begging youLet goAnd leave me bealone
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