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Jan 2018
Asylum

And you melt me like wax
Into a statue of need
Molded by the intensity of those eyes
For my bones weren't built to endure
The sprains and the broken

The lunacy of my psychosis
Is something I cannot explain

And you cut me like blade
Into a monument of pain
Slit to reveal a barren land
For my senses aren't quick to wed
The difference between love and apathy

The fervor that is my lonely
Is something I cannot restrain

And you choke me like noose
In a room ever so empty
Decorated by walls of fable
For brother folly and insane
Meet sister obsess and possess

The wildfire that is my mad heart
Is something I cannot contain
Alan Stallsmith
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Alan Stallsmith
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   Jenna Lucht
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