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Lost In Trip

Looking up...looking deep, There is no end No limit of space A perfect blend, To within I sink. I can't blink I can't sleep...watching my mirror weep, Looking in to my own face! Sound unheard, undisturbed, unclear... Within insanity I soak. Bleeding my thoughts in pain, I swallow reality and chaos...and choke! I will not cry When I die... For I'm all out of fear... My mind is gone, fled from its hole. I'm going insane!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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