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Asylum

Red carpets stretch long,
Stained deeper with blood,
Rooms long abandon,
Perception of old.

Broken down doors,
Imprints of fear
Glued to the rooms
Old tenants once held.

It is here,
Demented
As it is,
I feel home.

Living
With death,
My choice,
My love.

Alone
And
At
Rest.

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