Random poem

Back you've gone, to your home of homes

To the keep you'll always keep

Wandering around those hazy halls

Deeper in in deeper sleep

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"Was this place so ever gloom before?"

Perhaps you've come to stop and think

"I knew well my back was feeling sore,

yet my soul seems darker than once deemed"

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Around the corner wrong you treaded

Though made you but a peep

Saw you did a sight quite dreaded

And well it heard you weep

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Rumbling, crumbling, the walls wear down

Asylum turned to agony

Bumbling, stumbling, you flail around

From your self you try and flee

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You flop about, your legs give out

You shatter piece by piece

You sweat, you sob, you scream, you shout

But alone you do not grieve

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"Your panicked prance was quite the show

And your broken husk a sight to see

Now why, pray tell, though I already know,

Have you yet come to face me?"

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The room caves in, the air grows thin,

It turns a daunting chore to breathe

"You've fed me well since you took me in

Let me repay that charity."

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With one last shred of spirit,

One last ounce of agency,

Out you cry whilst out your wit

"I wish dearly to be free!"

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And with but a thought the dream was naught

The nightmare forced to cede

Though wise you'd be to mistake it not

For but an eerie fantasy

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"Back again you'll come someday

And come will you to see

Freer were you here with me,

Then there you'll ever be"

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