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Eyes of crimson red
Stared at the back of my head
I turned around to see
But no one was to be seen
Is my mind betraying me?
Or am I mad?
With poisonous thoughts running through
My frayed mind like a JackRabbit
I want to know the truth
But it'll never set me free





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