For the Incurable Insane
Trapped inside my soul, screams and haunting fears,
lurking behind my eyes, a twisted realm of abreactions.
An onset of constant aberrations, an agnosia of painful memories,
dementia is my world, a world for the incurable insane.
Dementia is my world, the world of the incurable insane.
I am the incurable insane..
An onset of constant aberrations, an agnosia of painful memories,
dementia is my world, a world for the incurable insane.
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