Handcuffs
Once a wallflower,
Always a tourniquet
To be used and cast away
And dashed away
(Dash away, dash away all)
The descent into madness
Is ever near awake
Forever never far away
All but almost dashed away
But never dashed away all.
To spend my life
In a little white room
With all the other stray puppets
Ripped off and tossed away
Dot dot dashed away
But no one listens anymore
So why dash away at all?
And the red coat in a closet
The white coats hold my arms
A white jacket, a white wall
White eyes and white cheeks
Hands clenching absent reason
Till just a flower on a wall
A white pattern in white halls
They dashed away it all
Taken all I had to give
Dashed, dashed, dashed it all away
I slowly fade away.
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