Chaos Theory

Chaos is slowly consuming my mind.

I'm losing my way,

Forgetting the day.

I see scattered clues of a curious kind.

I'm trapped in a maze, 

I'm losing my way.

The things that I seek are so hard to find.

I'm lost in this haze,

I'm trapped in a maze.

The Chaos Theory controls my mind.

I can't get away,

No, I can't get away.

The End

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