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Nov 2015
It run through our bodies
Skips through our veins
Seeps into our minds, Driving us literally insane
It enters our hearts blinding us from what's true
The day it takes over is a day you will rue
When it fully possesses it's host, destruction is near
All in it's grasp will suffer, Even you my dear
No one is safe, For an unholy creature is set loose
It will string you from the neck and cast your body off edge from a tower high above
It knows not of forgiveness, sympathy, Or love
It fits around your conscious, Snug like a glove
Tears open your psyche, For remorse it has none
Have you figured out what it is yet
Is it driving you insane
Does it dangle off your delicate membrane
The answer lies around the corner, I promise it is near
For this disease all men suffer from is known only as fear
Kyle Janisch
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Kyle Janisch  27/M
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