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Scenes from the Nightmare The door frame cracked a report in muddy water Shivering the blade angled as he struggled to control her hands Loud screams Loud banshee wails "Help, me, Oh God, help me." The puppy howling as his voice, her voice combined. No choices They whisked her away. Back Back back down The fish bowl held tightly in her trembling hands. The doctor's voice traveled distorted by muddy water "Does God speak to you? Do you hear him on the radio? Do you see him at the foot of your bed?" No choices, they locked her away Tied her down Back, Back, back down "My word against yours. Sign the paper" In the asylum she told them. "The frame on the window cracked a report in icy air. Shivering his body angled as he struggled to control my hands." She lay her head down. Back Back back down. No choices back down "My word against yours. Sign the paper" In the asylum she told them. "The frame on the window cracked a report in icy air. Shivering his body angled as he struggled to control my hands." She lay her head down. Back Back back down. |
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