A Broken Mind
You dwindled away at the minds of so many close to me.
Leaving behind mirages.
Who opened the door, giving you right to rob and destroy?
An uninvited guest, wooing the very elite.
An invitation to the dance.
Proceeding without caution, it would be the dance of death.
The death of the Mind.
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