By CRaZyDiAmOnD
systematic reconstruction, holocaust of our souls photographs of our insanity hanging on the walls the doctor holds his clipboard recording our deepest thoughts so this is what's become of every battle we have fought Written April 7th, 2002 © on Apr 07 2002 06:29 AM PST 10 • 0
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"Show me the axe with which you slaughtered my mother. Show me the gun you shot through the heart of my lover. How did it feel when you were raping my friend? Where did you go when you left that bed, s..."
"Into my darkest depths Take a look. . . What a surprise- you're running away Goodbye, beautiful Join the other perfect products of the machine Don't feel too much Stay safe, stay SANE Who would want t..."
"My emotions cover me in a blanket of steel, Unfamiliar and cold Trying to break free, before i grow old Before all i have learned is forever lost I need to find a way out, but at what cost? I know it ..."
"Closed eyes, pretty painted smiles Simple and immoble. . .ROBOTS! Programmed for superior achievement! A tight rope walker You must not falter- just make it to the other end What is the reward? A goo..."
"If only those I love would come visit me here In my peaceful sanitarium, treatment for my soul Come say hello - just stop in for a bit! Don't be scared. Not exactly cozy, but this is my home This is w..."
"You want to have control of me Tie me to the bed You like to cause me pain Pull my hair You think I'm too stubborn Bend me over - backwards You think I'm selfish Watch me as I satisfy myself You like ..."
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