among the blood filled skies of black
lies a picture perfect image of you
disgusting and poisoned
filled with hate and loathing
an abasement to this place of forgiveness
blackened circles for eyes
blood red lips grimacing
pale and torn... you rip at your soul
no sunshine in this place of the forgotten
no will to survive
only will to sin... is that what you call it?
you suck up life and give nothing in return...

wait, you is me...

02/15/2003

Posted on 04/18/2003
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