The moment your head touches the pillow, nightmares etch out the truth. In Underneath my beliefs, I carve out the raw and unrelenting reality that has the power to set me free.
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When your head touches the pillow, the truth will force itself out, shaped like an open wound that exhibits the skeletons in the cupboard. Secrets grow on you like mould, corrupting your lungs and making you unable to breathe freely.
