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my mind is nothing but black walls
I feel her flesh under my nails
she cries out but I know as well as she does that nothing will save her
she screams... those words that causes blood to run out of my ears....
" God is real! release me!!! " as a result to her screaming slice a thick chunk of flesh right off her pretty little face....just below the eye.....
" Release me! RELEASE ME!! RELEASE ME!!! GOD IS REAL RELEASE ME!!!! PLEASE RELEASE ME!!!!"
......oh how I wish she knew what insanity was....for I truly had no sanity whatsoever....
I get frustrated with her laughing and notices her left eye....it resembled a bloody red rose....that rose was the most beautiful rose I've ever seen...and I truly want it....
as I reach out and touch her face, I glide my fingers up towards that beautiful eye....then I press my finger nails through her eyelid and pull until I have that beautiful rose in my hand....
and as I walk away I hear " there are no remedies for insanity".....I then say " oh you are truly right! that you are"
but when I turn around...SHE'S GONE! AND I LOOK INTO MY HAND AND REALIZE THE BLOODY ROSE IS GONE AS WELL!!
........I guess there really can never be any remedies for insanity but if there was....there wouldn't be any for me.
she cries out but I know as well as she does that nothing will save her
she screams... those words that causes blood to run out of my ears....
" God is real! release me!!! " as a result to her screaming slice a thick chunk of flesh right off her pretty little face....just below the eye.....
" Release me! RELEASE ME!! RELEASE ME!!! GOD IS REAL RELEASE ME!!!! PLEASE RELEASE ME!!!!"
......oh how I wish she knew what insanity was....for I truly had no sanity whatsoever....
I get frustrated with her laughing and notices her left eye....it resembled a bloody red rose....that rose was the most beautiful rose I've ever seen...and I truly want it....
as I reach out and touch her face, I glide my fingers up towards that beautiful eye....then I press my finger nails through her eyelid and pull until I have that beautiful rose in my hand....
and as I walk away I hear " there are no remedies for insanity".....I then say " oh you are truly right! that you are"
but when I turn around...SHE'S GONE! AND I LOOK INTO MY HAND AND REALIZE THE BLOODY ROSE IS GONE AS WELL!!
........I guess there really can never be any remedies for insanity but if there was....there wouldn't be any for me.
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