burned alive, by day_tripper07 Subscribe to rss feed for day_tripper07

silent screaming in my dreams
i grasp for what is real
please, i pray, please take away
all pain and hate i feel

you yourself cannot convey
the way to live this life
for you are who creates my guilt
blood dripping from the knife

you-You-YOU do not concieve
what damage you have done
you corrupt, I beg, you kill too quick
i hope you've had your fun
Posted: 2007-03-08 02:15:05 UTC

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