December 21, 2011
My heart is aching
I feel the slow tear of flesh
You want to kill me
My feet are numb
As if they are missing
You won't let me run
My wrists are bleeding
The rope Burns sharply
You hold me captive
My mouth is stitched shut
The wire is rusty
You will hear nothing
My mind is stolen
Forever lost to them
You will know no other
My eyes are blind
Forced into darkness
You are unbelievable
My body if floating
You wish to rule me
But I'm not really here
You killed me already

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