Petals In The Grass

Mutilated Me

This pain i adorn
I can't break free
A mutilated someone
A mutilated me

Bound to consequences
Bound and tied
There really is nothing left but
Poetic suicide

Come taste my discomfort
These scars I bare
Scream for my existence
I can only stare

Barefoot on the razors
A sense of ecstasy
A mutilated someone
A mutilated me


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Mutilated Me

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