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Whatâs laying here inside four walls,
Are memories unbornâ¦
The richest of the richest ones,
Would buy me these for sureâ¦
The mirrored paintings, becoming my own schemes,
A diagram of this soul⦠A plant of foundries to redeemâ¦
And the shades of the lucid things,become another woeâ¦
In sanity I can swell my pain, and hope is mirrored unborn!
Wraiths feed me every night in silence, mMice keep just calling inâ¦
And the sweetest taste of novocaine, is reduced to infants hilarity!!!
And the innocence keeps its daily loss, as the children see hallowed souls,
Without a hand that feeds them with love, dismantling in tears and woesâ¦
But inside this asylum Iâm dying!
This orphanage has engulfed me withinâ¦
If we could see the tears they cry,
In hope they live, pursue their lives!
These walls where cursed, insanity!
But now theyâre blessed, for they can seeâ¦