THOUGHTS

by Goat   Apr 2, 2006


The darkness i swallow
now it is mine
there is no escaping
the whip of my eye
I drink the sorrow of the beast
that is lodged in my mind
and i conceal it with my thoughts
now i am trapped in me own body
with nothing to see
but my corroded soul
and thoughts
thoughts of corruption and torture
i leave you know
with nothing but your own
THOUGHTS

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