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by Big brother
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Midnight madness:
stinging glass filters my blood pouring into pure insanity
mumbled words seep through ears no one listens to this vanity

purple crystals threw my body chewing out my lonely state
bleeding eyes, nail marks down my face as I redeem my fate

whispers of gloom full of maniacal curses poison the air
hysterical laughing showering my room with an endless nightmare

screams of guilt and howls of rage stings my soul into a black rose stem
thoughts deranged, ideas twisted my brain mistaken my mind in mayhem

shadows turn against me drown me in my own abyss filled with delusions and my monstrosity
scars from self infliction memory loose and misty

my ability to keep intact from reality is grimness
this is a life with a midnight madness


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