Patients Mind

Beneath the hour glass, souls scream as they pass/
Echoing my fate, until the last date that I last/
Each particle resounds through the caverns-of-my-mind/
Each telling me that i have-run-out-of-time/
As I hear each grain rain on the pile-below/
Feels as if a bloody fist beats me blow by vile-blow/
I see floating in the air, waiting there to spell-my-doom/
I try to escape his proclamtion, but held-by-a-room/
I fell the walls closing in, flood of sand to begin/
The glass cam closer to hug me in the hand of sin/

Save Me
Hastily....
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Our test subject seems to responding to the noise of moving sand/
See the position, the poise of his unmoving hand/
Brain waves show that he's fearful, but nothing is there/
See how but a noise makes something to fear/
Now turn it off, and see how the subject reacts/
He's body convulsing, see the bending of his back/
His heartrate is exploding, showing he's about to die/
3, 2 , 1, his life done, see how its a solid line/
He held up longer than other subjects, proved stronger/
Time to begin test 99, and assign new numbers/ (variables)

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