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No Sympathy for the Dying Claustrophobic Mind
The walls are closing in on me
Depriving me of light
…..This little padded room of crimson and white
Cuts me off from all the world
…..Sealing me in everlasting night
A little closer
…..They all come in
The sadistic ceiling, wicked walls, and fiendish floor
…..Slowly ebbs away my sanity,
Leaving me forevermore.
…..In this place I am going mad
But for me there is no sympathy
…..Not even a shadow
From my only companions
…..The four walls, ceiling, and floor
Just a shadow of sympathy is what I crave
…..But they have none for me
Not even a shadow can they spare
…..No sympathy will grace their blank faces
And not even a shadow of sympathy will I see
…..Before my madness drives me to my grave
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