Flouting away are the memories,
As I sit gently rocking on my porch,
The sun resting upon my glazed face.
Insanity grips my mind, suffocating me.
Like he did, killing me from the inside out.
Snapping me out of reality, into insanity.
Drifting unto the darkness recesses....
My mind has wondered,
No longer does it ponder,
My mind is like a balloon filled with helium.
That's what he made it,
With only a touch,
With only the silent words.
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My mind is like a balloon filled with helium.
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Let loose, flying free.
Until one day to went to high.
Pop!
And
.
.
.
My
.
.
Mind
.
.
Fell
.
.
.
But Sanity Had Left Long Before.
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