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A better death
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Dark stuff You have me scraping up my last scraps of dignity off the floor
You who could not see fit to walk away through that life changing door
Easier, no, more satisfying for you to stay and torment me this way.
My ghost will never leave you alone so fear not when I go from your hands
The chills of my screams, the sound of waking to matches lighting as they fall on sheets
Will prick the dead solemn night air and harrow you with images of my burned face
You will see my phantasm in every stunted moment of joy I will wreak havoc
Visions of life alone with no one to torment will torment your own shameful pain
My victim, a victim, turned whore of Satan with sadistic rituals of pain
Power I let you have, because I had nothing. I wanted nothing just death
A nd far too cruel to give it only brought me with in a hairs breath...
And now as I take this last shred scraped into a minuscule ball, I shove it
In and walk alone to find a better death...
What the hell? Smoothie this
What the hell? Smoothie this is powerful shit! I don't know what to think my mind is burning about it??? Excellent write! MS
Dont look for me, I'll find you ~Moonshadow
Think?!?
Who the hell can think with this line staring me down?
The chills of my screams, the sound of waking to matches lighting as they fall on sheets
Ugh!!
Your tongue is like a whip.
Your words are lashing out at me, and I am stunned.
Brilliant!
"We are, Each of us angels with only one wing, and we can only fly by embracing one another." -Luciano De Crescenzo
Hmmm... "Visions of life
Hmmm... "Visions of life alone with no one to torment will torment your own shameful pain". I read that line and a couple of former lovers come to mind. Nice!