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The walls close on all four directions Grasping the concept of self-knowing reflection Wisdom hollows through the vacant walls Nobody to hear what she says as she softly calls Screaming corruption, apocalypse, hate and sorrows All in one cup where the prisoners borrow Shackles bind us to who we once were The jail cells love the smell of a new prisoner Hell burns with anguish from those of us who saw Sins yearning crying out to be solved Only one shall allow me to feel serenity He is impossibly an individual, only sweet infinity Divinity, reality, too much for me I only live in false society, this is my fantasy My eyes droop, red eyes they spook The senses don’t appeal to me I only love what I once was Crave that lost love Grasp the untouchable Before it becomes impossible Before these walls crush my flesh, mind my body I call for my soul to live on and guide me Ashes to ashes as dust to dust The cycle continues as it must