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				Closet Secret; Insanity
			 
			 
			
		
		IP: 
 
  		
		
		Closet Secret: Insanity 
 
My mind  
Bids for pain 
Pleading, third 
Degree sanity 
 
My thoughts 
Decay waving 
Good-bye 
To my happiness 
I close 
My eyes tight, 
 
Counting to ten; 
To open my eyes again. 
I grasp 
For a grip 
To hold, as they say 
“For dear life” 
. 
. 
Breathe in account, 
For tomorrows 
Satisfaction. 
Burn my dreams 
To bitter ashes 
In sacrifice. 
Shower my wounds 
With water 
That is blessed; 
burning my sins 
Softly with whispers. 
Baptize my body 
And bury me alive; 
Cover these wounds 
That show off. 
 
I wrap my wrists 
And cover my ankles. 
Hide behind shadows, 
That grow with laughter. 
Medicaid my heartland 
With grassy Plainfield’s. 
Bathe me in lilies 
That ascends; 
Sweet scented cries. 
He has sent me  
Here for a purpose, 
Not a reason, 
So I stay in support 
And comfort. 
I draw lovely pictures 
With carved cravings 
For others to know 
-“I was here” 
 
Tie me down 
and loop my arms  
past one another 
to show myself love. 
In this time of action 
I sit patiently and help. 
I cooperate with 
Such demands and smile. 
This is my haven, 
This is my kingdom. 
 
Come whatever may… 
The bulb above me is my sun. 
Happy thoughts they say… 
“Think of a happy place” 
 
My happy place 
Is here; I have found 
It in this solitude of need. 
I bask in what 
I have found 
to 
be 
 
. 
 
. 
 
. 
 
“My chamber of Sanctum” 
		
	
		
		
		
		
			
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				Chryme Syndicate 
-Chalkin' Up Your Future 
			 
		
		
		
		
	
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