Prolonged exposure,
In a world where I try to belong.

I try to belong.

Character cessation,
On a major scale of depression.
Declining sense of fear,
A fear that is growing,
That some divine treason is making me feel....
Like nothing.

Dementia access,
Dementia access.

Wide awake as I await sentence,
Resisting to be forced access.

Dementia access,
Dementia access.

My immunity lenses every day,
I hope salvation relieves my disdain.

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