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Bloodstained Tear
I sit here in the dark, as I feel my mind come apart. Against the cold stone I lie, wondering why? Why me, I beg and cry, my tormentor won't tell me why? This is just my luck, chained to the wall really sucks. He comes and grabs me by the hair, it is more pain I'll have to bare. He leads me across the room, I feel my impending doom. Lays me on the table, belts, cords, and cables. I close my eyes and start to pray, that he'll just kill me soon one day. The cold steel touches my skin, I am in the Devil's den. It breaks the skin on my cheek, my hot blood starts to leak. Tears burn my eyes, but I refuse to let them rise. He'll get no tears or screams, I will not fulfill his evil dreams. Now my stomach he does cut, deeper and deeper so rough. My heart is beating so fast, my life may finally come to pass. He starts to cut off my leg, does God even hear my begs? I may pass out from this pain, what is he hopes to gain? My teeth he pulled one by one, all I have is bloody gums. My finger he did slowly take, I feel my resolve start to break. I slowly slip into darkness, it's not so bad I don't know what the fuss is. Now that the end is near, all he got was one blood stained tear.
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