Forever lost in forsaken missives, This torment creeps down my spine, Out of my grasp it weaves, Trembles like a demonic chime, It’s face will deceive, Wrong like a murder’s crime. My feelings will drain, Sucked out hallow, Leaves me with only pain, Pain too big to swallow, I am not sane, What is left to follow? Where can I go, My mind will mislead, My only true foe, Is this depraved creed, But only to grow, Like the devil’s seed.
Reason for writing:
This is about me finding me. Just help me get away from myself...
Birth sign: Virgo
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