Depth
A slow progression from sane to insane
Empty feelings put over this friendship
Deepening, darkening
Slow progression through this mind
An empty furnace filled with spice
Slowly bubbling to this side of my mind
I can't help but face this loneliness
I begin to hear the voice of insanity,
Pulling me inside
Emptying my heart, my pride, my mind
I finally give way to my urges
A slow progression from sanity to insanity
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