Agony inside the dying head

When I look at these photos of Michael, I am convinced he was mentally and physically unable to perform the 50 concerts AEG had scheduled for him in London. He looks so exhausted and emotionally wounded. If the eyes are the windows to the soul, this poor man was in an incredible amount of pain. I can’t help but remember the words to one of his songs… I am the damned, I am the dead, I am the agony inside the dying head.

Bless you, Michael. I hope you are resting in eternal peace.

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You’re right, he looks very sad… sometimes I wish I could travel in time. I would beam myself back to the end of the 1970′s and have a reeeeally long talk with Michael…


If you ever figure out how to time travel, please take me with you! =)


sure! :D

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