Above Originality
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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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