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ravaged mind
Thoughts fly through my head,
subtly keeping lunacy spread,
stirring up thoughts I dread,
after all the lies I am fed,
my fragile mind is not dead.
If the gates break,
and the hordes escape,
I will try to make,
the best of my fate.
If the dam floods,
covering land with mud,
leaving sand and blood,
I will stand above.
So get away before you're hit,
evacuate the sinking ship,
I don't care about your two cents,
we apologize for the inconvenience.
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