Make Me Wanna Die
Crushed stones
trampled upon
desire raped
the rose vase broken
Diatribe and gothic screams
songs twirl inside my head
my cold cold face my fortress
a magic cruel horror place
in the dark... I run, run , run
make me wanna die
Cause I am so fed up
all my tears have run away
hidden in my coffin of spears
spurts of bloody skin
naked, never good enough
just a scrawny dead torso
make me wanna die
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Copyright © Aurore Severo | Year Posted 2021
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