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Sickened Daydreams
Screaming so silent, no one will hear
My cries of anguish, torture and fear
Slicing the mangled piece of flesh, called my skin
Torments of cat calls, peirce steel into skin
Scents of fresh blood, linger so near
Some call me morbid, some say I'm fear
Nothing can reach me, I'm far to long gone
Reaching for pieces of sickened daydreams
Leaving me empty, begging for more
your poems are realy strong, heartfelt, i can imagine your soul when you wrote this beautiful one,
sabina