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The Killer's Feeling

Don't look at me
Please dont
You don't know what I see
My sky is dead
My shadow leaves
Friendships become unwanted
I can't walk no more
I'm the world's prevention
My face is dead and my spirit is haunted
The floor is invisible
Where is the sun when you need it
The dead walk around me laughing
Hell becomes heaven
My hands become heavy
My escape isn't death no more 
I sit here stiff and tears are tortured
They feel sorry for me
Please don't look at me
My life becomes tragedy


Written by zwrites
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