Madness

by Shantelle   Jul 21, 2007


It struck me in the day
It visited me in the night
It crawled into my dreams
It sickened me and my thoughts
Let me be
The person that I am
and the person that I was
do not feel the same
Could it be, madness this?
Oh god, I ask one favor
That we may be forgiven
For what he is presumed to know
The crime, form us is hidden
Our whole life,
Within a prison

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