The Disconnected

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Searching for a friend who's gone
Through papers scattered at dawn
His absence echoes through these halls
As another scholar falls

Found his writings in the night
Mind fractured, none too bright
Scattered thoughts in endless files
Recording all his trials
Letters to a missing soul
Archives taking their toll
In this labyrinth of prose
Where madness only grows

WE CANNOT HOLD ON!
TO THIS WORLD WE DON'T BELONG!
THE DISCONNECTED ONES!
WRITING TILL OUR MINDS ARE GONE!
(Distorted industrial breakdown)

Historians piece together
Lives that fell like autumn weather
Through manuscripts of pain
Searching for the ones who remain
Each character a shade
Of connections never made
In this intellectual game
Where nothing stays the same

Through the layers of his mind
What truths will we find?
In these pages left behind
By one who walked the line

THE DISCONNECTED DANCE!
IN THIS DEADLY CIRCUMSTANCE!
THROUGH LAYERS OF THE TALE!
WHERE SANITY WILL FAIL!

In archives cold and deep
Where hidden stories sleep
The disconnected stay
As reality fades away...

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