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Their Experiment

Off to where the crazies pace

and midnight guards patrol

where the walls and floors

are spit shined clean

the stench of chlorine

the antiseptic sheets burn my nose.

 

I can't breath

suffocating in this world

this padded cell

Is this suppose to help?

 

They have me chained up

****** up

like some kind of animal

holding me down

into a sedated sate of mind.

 

Their puppet and toy

their experiment

to do as they please

as another needle breaks the skin.

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Dec 5, 2011
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