Distorted fairy tales

by AutumnOrange   Feb 24, 2005


You've corrupted my entire soul, left my mind and body weak
i dont know what to say, its hard for me to speak
my fingers tremble, a chill is sent up my spine
its not the same anymore, its just plain torture
its like a horrible nightmare...over and over
Like a broken record that keeps skipping..that keeps skipping
its the same pure pain over and over again..and again
will it ever be right? no..your words seem so cold
They cut slashes across my face like the point of a razor blade
and what once was..is now a twisted memory from the past
and what once was, seems so unreal like a fairy tale, before the twisted nightmare
But fairy tales, do they really exist..or are they only a destorted version of whats real.

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