Beast, by Tiffany Flowers Subscribe to rss feed for Tiffany Flowers

Rage is in me it's alive

It's like a beast tearing from inside

The beast is me it's time to die

I am fighting to survive

The beast haunts me in my dreams it's in the shadows
taunting me

He is tearing me apart it has hollowed out my heart

My voice is screaming in my head it does no good for I soon
will be dead

Vengeance is tasteful it raises it's head

It's eyes are yellow and full of the dead

I am falling and there is no end

The time now has come for me to part

It has ripped out my lonely heart

Down and down and down I go at least i got to keep my
soul....
Posted: 2013-11-10 17:00:11 UTC

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