Your thoughts begin to interlock,
Surroundings yet again the same;
Then suddenly a cold, hard shock,
As neurons fire up in pain.
Surroundings yet again the same,
Defensively you start to clutch;
As neurons fire up in pain,
You flinch at every lingered touch.
Defensively you start to clutch,
As something deep within has changed;
You flinch at every lingered touch,
New memories are now exchanged.
As something deep within has changed,
A needle pricks into your soul;
New memories are now exchanged,
They override your self-control.
A needle pricks into your soul,
Lent flashbacks play out on repeat;
They override your self-control,
Within yourself you now retreat.
Lent flashbacks play out on repeat,
Then suddenly a cold, hard shock;
Within yourself
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