Whispers of Madness in the Midnight Hour

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In the shadows of a fractured mind,
Where whispers echo, intertwined,
A dance of chaos, silent screams,
Lost in the labyrinth of dreams.

The moonlight casts a ghostly glow,
On thoughts that twist and ebb and flow,
Sanity slips through fingers tight,
As darkness swallows the fading light.

A symphony of broken chords,
A mind at war, a soul that roars,
Each fragment tells a tale untold,
Of battles fought in nights so cold.

Yet in the madness, a spark remains,
A glimmer of hope through all the pains,
For even in chaos, beauty’s found,
In the silent echoes, profound.

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