one side that will never be the same-this last ‘possession’ left me with a nver ending scream just beneath the scar itself.breathe,and it hurts,touch and a cry will fill your ears and remain un named,only to haunt.these scars,represent me and the demons i brought to ‘watch over me…’ “nothing man-made will kill me”, it knows  the tool is never far away,new in fact,effortless life ebbing away. heaven never knew me,as i purged it from my system wilst still a young master.then, i laugh,deep and daunting,u know why i bellow.