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**** Quiet Room

It was from inside this room
That I stare across to see
The bloodiest
Of bloodstains on the walls
Of my life
It was here  That I realize
I am trapped with my past and
The thoughts of the people
Who put me here
Twice a day the orderly he arrives
With one pin prick of his needle
My  sister golden hair
Sets me up for another day
Of the cold grey walls
Sometimes they move and surround me in solice anxiety overwhelms and I loose myself til I am free
The orderly comes back
And pushes me to the corner of
My cell and kicks me unconscious
Once again
Sail me away to yesterday
When I was a.young boy
So free of troubles and pain
They can beat my body
And rape my soul
But I free myself
With just one.
Pin prick from the needle
Inside this place
They say I'm crazy
But I still have many a voice
That talks to me
When the lites
Go out
Down the hall
Is the preacher
Preaching his last Stand
Crazy mary looking for
Her lost love hairy
We all get abused by
The orderly
will continue...
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