When the darknes in us, becomes our mask. and eveything behind this mask slowly dies. In the end, it can become our true face and everything what was good inside of us vanish. only small splinter remain.
As a child I begged all of you to leave me alone. Slapped for saying please. 1975 ,I will not rest until each of you there and who profited from those 3 months of beatings taste it in your mouth/being until it rots.