Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god
Ballad of the insane
He murdered me in a way that involved no weapons.
They way he slithered into my mind and picked apart
My innocence will forever be a scar atop my head.
He murders me with the secret he keeps hidden
Down south, and constantly watches me bleed.
While I'm weeping, he's getting off and again he
Murders the pristine child sleeping within.
He kills again and again, out of boredom and joy.
I dyed time and time again and then wiped it out.
But I start to remember again, and so I die once more.
He wins.
12-13-11
They way he slithered into my mind and picked apart
My innocence will forever be a scar atop my head.
He murders me with the secret he keeps hidden
Down south, and constantly watches me bleed.
While I'm weeping, he's getting off and again he
Murders the pristine child sleeping within.
He kills again and again, out of boredom and joy.
I dyed time and time again and then wiped it out.
But I start to remember again, and so I die once more.
He wins.
12-13-11
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Ballad of the insane
Ballad of the insane
