The sanitorium it reaches
Moonlight on her face
Crouched within the corner
Of a room that lies in wait.
From peepholes glazed eyes watch
While the female looks to Hades
Picture slides of could have been
Keep the pressure on.
Her white robe hides many sins
Against woman, man and child
Her god behind animal protection
Her agony behind a smile.
The vacant look is menacing
Teeth grind for more
Ignoring breakfasts arrival
But logging the closing of the door.
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