In subconscious breath,
Where sanity ebbs and moralities wane,
Cerebration in extremis,
My nether world impends.
A cogitational scourge.
A rip to chaos perverse.
Trussed and flailed,
Scars of the past unhealed again.
An incubus mask,
A poison repose.
Abaddon prevails again.
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