She sits within her padded walled asylum... voices within her mind tempting her intent...
Her mentality going asunder, darkly twisted and crookedly bent...
Her heart races within the straight jacket she wears fitting to her will...
Envisioning the victims within her evil soul that she ever so longs to kill..
Lurking behind the shadows of her mind lye blood stained patterns of what was yesterday..
Injections of peace she feels as the doctor relieves her of the tormenting voices that continue to lead her astray...
Death to her is the only way out, but she is bound within her cell...
The asylum..now has become her imprisoning, padded, forever tormenting HELL...
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