I see him within my mind and it’s clear
What I am.
A fragment I can’t escape ‘cause he’s here,
Who I am.
The bullets I put in him, they’re inside
Who I am.
The proof of my inner sins, I can’t hide
What I am!
…….How can I even try to differentiate real
From un-real?
How I can I even comprehend again that
That’s Hobbs -
And not Will?!
Somebody please help Will Graham before he loses all his sense of
Who he is and what he’s done.
What will he become?
Alana Bloom, please help him now – get him a brainscan, I don’t care how!
Someone needs to stop the moth – before it eats the cloth.
The fabric of dreaming space it reveals
What I am.
Hallucinations can tell you, Will, yet conceal
Who I am.
Waiting silent, like drawing straws, soon you’ll know
Who I am.
Pulling curtains, the fog will lift and I’ll show
What I am.
Somebody please help Will Graham before the elk has scratched too deep and
Ruined him so thoroughly – yet done so casually.
Alana Bloom, please help him now – get him a brain-scan, I don’t care how!
Someone needs to stop the moth – before it eats the cloth.
Somebody please help Will Graham before he loses all his sense of
Who he is and what he’s done.
What will he become?
Alana Bloom, please help him now – get him a brain-scan, I don’t care how!
Someone needs to stop the moth – before it eats the cloth.
Before it eats the…………. cloth.
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