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Fall10 Well must be a kind of shock
therapy.
Four more and your stripped
the cords gorge in you
You sit stupid your wide
eyed gaze is made.
With each button pressed
you tense, clench and stretch and point
with your left in a desperate attempt
to get even with the demons in uniform.
Holding you captive
Testing out the new reform
Reading your mind
With unbearable pain
