by Jennifer RIP Lesthat Hayden
Darkness cloaking reality,
denying everything I see.
Build up the sickness underneath,
within this skin used as a sheath.
My skull is serving as a shield,
denying things I once revealed.
A twisted soul is caught on fire,
with every voice exclaiming, "Liar!"
Burn the nerves till nothing's there,
destroying truth beyond repair.
Distorting minds of what is real,
to the point where we can't feel.
Submission date : 2009-11-06
Last edit : 2009-11-11
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