Wednesday 17 June 2009

Paranoia

It creeps, it crawls,
Gets under your skin,
Brings out the feelings,
Your hiding within,

It twists, it turns,
Gets into your brain,
It's making you cry,
And causing you pain,

It's nasty and horrid,
It's screaming your name,
And slowly it makes you,
Go madly insane.

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