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Madness

I hear the silence
ringing my ear.
It’s eerily piercing
no one can hear.
 
Blocking the sound, 
getting much closer.
Dripping in sweat, 
terror no venture.
 
Shackled with chains,
bound to cold steel.
Can’t break away,
madness come feel.
 
Padded inside,
ceiling all white,
Ninety four tiles, 
count every night.
 
Shadows walk by,
steps by the dozen.
Sitting in darkness, 
silence and frozen.
 
The lights go on.
the lights go off.
Sanity is gone.
NOW GO FUCK OFF!
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