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Chained
Tie down my Desires,
Prevent me from being Free.
Three days of Isolation
Drives a man to madness.
I know this, though:
Five days I need to Recover.
Ten Thousand tears and cries,
Endless abyss of worry and Decay, Staying here,
Thoughts rush like an Open faucet,
Unfiltered as the Purest of hearts.
All I can do is sit here,
Crying over myself; Guilt is here that I think so
Selfishly... And then comes The Pain.
Like silver daggers, my heart is torn.
I reach out for help, but I am alone.
Dead am I, surely, so I writhe
in past my mistakes and judgments,
Spiral deeper into the Hell of
My mind. It is now my grave...
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