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Sick and Twisted

Pain wraps it's self around me like a shroud

choking the life out of me with it's smoke filled pockets

fire burns under the cover of darkenss that is my life

the clock winds backwards as it ticks in my depressed state

demons mock my existence pouring acid over my decrepit soul

reminding me of past mistakes and of future destruction

telling me i'm but meat for the beast

a perpetual child in hell for the hoarde to play with

shaming me again and again with those probing fingers

of a depraved mind who devoured my mind and body

with his sick games

four years old and dreaming of rape and burning with rage

i'm stuck here lost in the haze

in murky waters

left with a twisted brain

Written by crimsin

(Unveiling)

Published 20th Nov 2012

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Re: Sick and Twisted

Anonymous

20th Nov 2012 6:49pm

" Pain wraps it's self around me like a shroud choking the life out of me with it's smoke filled pockets fire burns under the cover of darkenss that is my life" hooked me from the start, well done!