I feel the shivers running down my spine, it wakes the powers of my undivine. My mind betrays me Im leaping back in time. All those memories left behind, In the torture chamber where I lived to be All my purity is left in greed. Cant take control, my ego burns me out, everything seems so faded now. Ive seen it, believed it, but deep inside I know that something is wrong. Ive been it, Ive lived it but now I know my schizophrenia is gone. Feels like Im trapped between two worlds, the doors are locked in either ways, I can hear my echo but there are no walls. A sick brain in a tortured host. Ive seen it, believed it, but deep inside I know that something is wrong. Ive been it, Ive lived it but now I know my schizophrenia is gone. But I have kept talking, not a soul is listening but me, starving inside, dreaming of life. Is my soul at a restingpoint? Feels like Im being torn apart.
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