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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Walking through the corridores at Atascaderos State Hospital Here to speak to a certain confined patient.... Within the walls of the criminally insanes, incarcerated Thinking to myself a moment ago as I checked in my arms How thin are the lines that I have seen throughout time!? Between sanity and sanes, fragile crossings.... To look upon the former would seldom reveal, the true psychosis deep inside?! These tainted minds, lying within their dormancies and waiting to be born.... Often only within hindsights and retrospects can many find What was but the dawning of a brewing and soon to be arriving, storm! The sweetest man; the loveliest lady; most of the time? Borderlines telltale signs, often overlooked and missed by most Until one day the barrier breaks, and the blood curdlings tide comes rushing through Insanities birth; as it freefalls to the earth.... From the foreshadowed incubator of, darkness' mold! Now staring into their hollowed eyes, and somberly reflecting upon The innocent and precious lives, of which they so viciously stole Wanting to know anything and everything, which may prevent someday Such a tragedy from perhaps, ever happening once again? But I have lived long enough and seen more than my desired share Of reality, within these distorted views; among a world wherein they thrive Embracing them bred; as if they were their own child.... And the truth is, so ironically sadly, these, they are! Welcome to the times of the shadowed sublimes, cocoons, waiting to burst Their offsprings, of the mangled and manged Hideously grinning as they make their way To the misfortunates future graves Afore the countless loved ones, shattering hearts! Smiling at myself as I now ask them---Who? Why? What? Where? Thinking of an old adage...."A book by its cover?" Borderline bound, in blood red lace; retrospected, no more! The telltale signs, of the criminally insane How? When? He said? She said? To a world, they wed.... ....Welcome, to the final floor!? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Atascadero
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