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Apparitions flee,through walls of my emotions:all the world's a ghost.Strange thoughts beset me,and then a revelation:that I am the ghost.
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The night's words are said,to be replayed for all time.Tears shed in the dark.Crooked dreams I tread,warpt mirrors shine, bent bells chime.Hell's curs..
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Blood foams, muscles tight,I fall into a black pit.Eyes open to night,tongue tasting the floor,legs shattered, cranium split.Confused as before.
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Warm blanket freezes,good, hot food rots and chills me.Save me, cold comforts!
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A crisp, moonless night,wayward tears blot out my sight.And still I wonder,wonder at the light,why the coldness holds me tight.Sea of stars a blur.
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Bricks rise up around,molded from blood, bones, and tears.Fallen in a well.
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Hell's gates crack open,shapes in the dark come to life.Screams of a drunk man.
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One can't see the pain,at the bottom of a well.The stars so distant...
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Wolves champ at the neck,the weak are culled from the pack.Deepest wounds hidden.
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Fragments of freedom,surrendered for vanity.Whispers in my ear.
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