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So many disappeared
The people I saw with pink themes and infinite hands
They are those inside the walls
Locked away...
The zoo can't be compared
Nor a prison or a square
With a thousand roof tiles
Textures of a million different polygons
Visions in vertigo will be seen only 27 times
Each captured for you and me
My eyes...
They came with a torch
Only to further blurr my heaven
The last place I had to go
The feelings of circles spinning everywhere
Pink and red
Will never leave their side
Their upperhand to implode my mind
Gives the head start to an inward focus
Of what is known only to them
Once inside the walls for always and always
Never to escape
Grasping and groping the painful tender spots
Held close within an endless mind