Black Mass
Since the day I was born
I was betrayed and abused
mistreated and misused
and for ruining a life I was accused
for my birth was a curse
that brought me misery
to all the lonely nights
silents weeps in the corner
no one to turn to in my time of need
yes I absorbed all that pain
absorbed all that hatred
and mistrust
swelling up like a ballast
ripe to explode
nothing good comes from me
no light can escape my shadow
so for now you can call me
Black Mass
Copyright © Malcolm Dyer | Year Posted 2007
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