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Pillow Screams

      Amputated limbless strung-out corpses only grunting
                 Speechless outloud agitated moans
                   Rising once again
               Heavens shunned sky thrown
              Unadorned madness settles in
 Skating stringing flesh across the concrete ground bleeding
               Grinding down to the bone
              Ya hear a whisper in the dark
              The words in the echoed return
                   “Iam not alone
         
Phase one of the downfalls of mankind
         A VHS movie eating up the clear picture
            No time ever to play & rewind
    Now do you understand? Is it a little more clearer
          Get on your knees call me your fur her
            We’re losing time please don’t whine
              I told you I would not hurt her!
<   Fight! Fight! Fight! The forces that bind!
                  Eternity g golly
Sure seems like forever is a great amount of time>

          Never never squeal!
             A promise binds lips
                A tied knot to withhold the beast

     Jaws creaking to open forming a sadistic smile
         Teeth tainted dyed in bright cherry red
             The subtle juices of ones mind
               Is your insanity over fed?
             Dancing in the rain performing
         Sequences of moves displayed in pure joy

     A glimpse of the remains of two obliterated nations
 Tomorrow a news tragedy a couple days as the vultures feed
    Just given back to Mother Nature A rain washed stain
                  The fresh morning dew
                 Who spilled the brains?
            Piles of glorious undecayed dead
 Unreturning answers to the questions lost with their heads
                Tortured phenomenon
       Haunted by eradicated chained memories
 I never stopped once along the massacre of a battlefield
          But I know deep down inside one day
I’ll get popped off the face of this soon disastrous earth
                Forsaken since birth
         This flesh is only mesh only a shirt
 The blood circulating in your veins Filled with worms & dirt
        Equal that in comparison to a sad feeble squirt
                 A slave yet to work....
Written by DeWngdAnGelicBeiNg
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