Am I Sane Yet?

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By MorbidMaiden

Frozen hearts and melting glass... ...falling faces of mechanical mass. Am I sane yet? Am I sane yet? ...Vials of liquid clear and green, Scrolls of thoughts so dark, so obscene... Am I sane yet? Am I sane yet? Eyes that watch with an unfearing gaze... ...Words that whisper a vocalised maze. Am I sane yet? Am I sane yet? Am I sane yet? One more hit and I'll be fine... ...Feed me lies like honeyed wine. Prolong the torture, I don't mind... ...I'll stay inside my head, confined. Frozen hearts and melting glass... ...falling faces of mechanical mass. Am I sane yet? Am I sane yet? ...It's all the same to me, my dear, What lies inside, what sleeps in here... "Reality DOESN'T EXIST", I sneer, And I'll watch you with a needle draw near... Am I sane yet? Am I sane yet? Am I sane yet?

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