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THE MIST

People losing their minds in a vicious cycle Is it a problem of being fenced in? But even some who explored and returned  Found themselves in a downward spiral Great children with great promise  Trapped in cycle of diminishing returns Took the road to the highest funway  Had their minds cracked into splinters  See young children once full of life  Become unwitting shadows of themselves  Hovering about like darkening clouds Their guardians freezing in the headlights  High on drugs, but low on goals Aiming at action, but aiming aimlessly  The decline puts a chill on your soul Life a story, value your prose... They said it's because the walls are fenced in That there's something out there doing the feeding  But one thing is certain, God we are needing  Say no to drugs.