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Paperbacks tell the tales 
Of those lost in time
They occupy your intellect
You slowly waste your mind
Like television and internet
There are worse ways to unwind
Judgement comes from all around
Plentiful rumours are abound
Dig deeper into the manuscript
You'll never hear a sound

Hours turn to years
The voices come now calling
Their messages become clear
Simple times are one thing
That thing you've come to fear
Holding you back
From things you see in nightmares
From the shadows they attack
The story now reality
Never know the facts
This world begins to slip away
How's to spend your final days
Shaking hands get a grip
Lost in your own mental play

You'll figure it out
You'll figure it out

Disconnect no time to reflect
While pins and needles climb your neck
Veins collapse and the memories crash
No Phoenix to rise from the ash
Stole your soul your self control
At least now you know
What's inside the rabbit hole

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