Salems lot Posted May 4, 2018 Report Share Posted May 4, 2018 I wish I could know, know what others see when they see me. What I see is a corpse wearing a smile. A withered maniquine. A robot in need of maintenance. I see someone I don't remember being there. Someone with my face and eyes, yet something is out of place 1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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