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Write out the madness

Let your blood's ebb feed the page

Walk on a knives' edge

Falling smack into an open grave



Beat a furrowed brow, lacerating your mood

Inside a bubble, no-one casts shadow

Free falling through your dreams

Imprisoned by reality



Sober faced, Eyes smudged with rage

The bubble implodes

No longer untouchable

They lie like wild dogs



At your door and salivate

The gate is blown off the hinge

White coat walks in

Injection of blissful peace.



As your slate like grey eyes tilt

You just make out the sound

That almost makes you scream out loud



'Back to the asylum, for him, he lasted longer than most'



A blink of an eye

A holocaust



Nothing

Empty

Silence



Awaiting the next guest

Only at the victim's request.



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