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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
Dec 5, 2011 at 3:20 AM UTC
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
Dec 5, 2011 at 3:20 AM UTC
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