Insane
I met you when you were 21. You took over my mind. It was called a mental illness.
You screamed through my innocent mind. The terror overcame me. Now 20 years
later I am matured in the insanity but it's taken on a new form.
Oh universe align me by the right thinking. Universe give me a plesant place.
Escape me from the reality of reality.
And so the day went on . . .
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