Madness
I notice that you seem perplexed
How about I tell you what comes next?
You will slowly descend
Into the Death River's bend.
You will continue to struggle
Writhing around in your own confuggle.
Your mind will shatter like glass
And make your head light in mass.
You see me too?
Well I am not in front of you.
Don't be surprised as you slowly melt
I have worn you like a belt.
My smile spreads from cheek to cheek
And makes you seem very weak.
Goodbye old friend, you son of a snitch.
For now here is the final hitch.
You have entered my den
Now let the fun begin.
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