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Like the evil glow of the moon I feel the violent pulling Of my skin so energetic And crazy but it feels Right to push the Limits of this dizzying nightmare Of this energy Ready to pounce on its victims twisting and scratching Until raw marks are left On inflamed skin Killing the cells and vibrating The body in a whirlwind of Madness thinking Madness driving instinct to It's point like the tip of a blade so sharp it will kill you with a touch Suffocating insanity to your Last breath spinning and stopping and spinning like a top on an uneven floor, drunken mad insanity I suppose but spinning and thinking madness thinking madness.