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" THE INSTITUTION "
Behind this steel door,
are minds lost to pain,
In this very room,
dwells the ghosts of the insane.
~*~
One seeks for resolution,
at the edge of his scape,
eternal rewinding,
endless jumps to escape.
~*~
Past all this mist,
drowning in tears,
a young girl is haunted,
by all of her fears.
~*~
Chills rush through her,
crazy thoughts fill her mind,
eating away at her soul,
leaving nothing behind.
~*~
Inside this room,
to be free never more,
insanity's ghost holds her,
behind this steel door.
~*~
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