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Suffocation
Laughter forced down my throat,
Closing in around me
And I'm lost in cold, pale mist,
Swirling and surrounding.
Icy knives invade the world
And my senses go askew
In the damp and dreary place
where my terrors become true.

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In Dionsysian wilds
We grow fat on tragedy,
And wine flows from vines
Of swollen tongues-
Orgiastic revelry,
Barbaric desires.
Madness clashes with civility.
Apollonian seers
Gaze with distain upon
Our drunken, sunken state.
Rant, rave, and murder
The Reasonable Voice of society.
We breed a new generation
Of base heathens.
The future will be ours.

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