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Insanity

I sit in a dark, empty room, tied up by my own thoughts



Drip



Drip



Drip



The only sound is water falling from a nearby pipe in quick drops



Drip



Drip



Drip



The sound of it burrowing its way into my brain



Drip



Drip



Drip



I let out a cry for help, but no one comes; its driving me insane



Drip



Drip



Drip



I scream louder and louder, thrashing about



Drip



Drip



Drip



I can't take this anymore I have to get out



Drip



Drip



BANG!



(Long Pause)



The dripping had stopped as soon as I was dead,

For the sound of the dripping was all in my head.





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