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Logic of Insanity

Splatters of blood
on the edges of my mind
I dig down deeper
afraid what I might find

The crimson drips
shatters the ground
awakens reality
"Look what I've found"

A human heart
yes, still beating
as darkness closes over
I find myself retreating

There is no going back
I hold it in my hand
all I have left
and then it turns to sand

Slides through my fingers
soft, yet still pulsing
spills to the sky
I find it revolting

How something gained with effort
can be lost so easily
and when you lose your grip
they call it insanity




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