Twisted Poetry
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If insanity was the norm. We'd all be poets.
Madness is my heaven... Reality is hell...
Never give in to judgements. But listen to the voices.
Seek what compels you to do things... Listen to the voices.
The shadow behind will not harm you. Listen to it. The only friend.
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