Long halls white rooms
A cage a name
Rat 41 distress
The rest is imagination

Where have I been
A pain in my body
I taste blood
Where is my home
Cruel eyes
A hand is reaching for me
The rest is imagination

Is it raining outside
Is there a sun
Is there a sky
Is there compassion

Dazzling lights
Needles injections
Almond eyes giving hope
In the night almond eyes
The rest is imagination

Where have I been
A pain in my body
I taste blood
Where is my home
Cruel eyes
A hand is reaching for me
The rest is imagination
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by Dickinson