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twelve eyes of evil

When I was 20 I went insane

Not faecal smearing insane

Or Hit me Mac insane

But that quiet

Creeping

Insane

The kind that eats away at the brains

Of everyday people

I was working in London at the time

Need I say more?

And it just hit me

(Mac)

I couldn’t move

I couldn’t breathe

I was gone

The city and the job had chewed me up

And vomited me out

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