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Insane Asylum

A silent trip to the past The memory of a lost battle A sign of weakness Fake smiles surround us Green slyly decorates the walls Enclosed hospital No way to escape a fornicated cage A lunatic they claim Needle into the skin Samples of blood Is she on drugs? No caffeine Afraid we'll go crazy Talks of religion Talks of theories Talks of salvation They don't know in what waters we lurk in A cry for help The uneasy stares Checked upon every minute 'Watch out, they'll commit suicide' Us, crazy? No, only realists Death is around the corner, why not choose when? False stories False emotions We need to get out of this hell hole Going away from that prison A smirk on my face tells them they've been fooled So long suckers Here's to your false treatments

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 8/19/2011 1:04:00 AM
your poetry is surrounded by hidden truth. lovely and strange. i cant help but want more.
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