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Twisted Reality

Waking up in a dream
Twisted faces is what I see
Silence holding me, I can't scream

Feet paralyzed on the ground
Red eyes gnarled hands twisting round and round
Reaching from the back front and all around

Darkness permeating from inside
Reality twisting, turning; I can't hide
Now I'm stuck forever in distorted time

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