Friday, November 16, 2007

Mad Men

Orange juice and white material
The venom of your own mind
In an impenetrable asylum
A huge structure, no one in, no one out
Seduced by the glow of bright lights

No talisman can save you
Nothing can break your shackles
Delirium consumes your entire existence
Nightmares pierce your mind
Shards of your shattered sanity

You rot in this cellar
Your mind will roam
For an eternity
Through darkness and confusion

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