Ghosts that haunt me,
Ghosts that taunt me.
Hallucinations that hate me,
My conscious that loves me.
This is my mind,
Of endless moods,
Contradicitng all the rules,
Set forth by myself,
Constantly broken,
Lost like my missing token,
Of peace of mind.
Oh, how it's almost all timed.
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