Wicked
By Midian
Melted hearts made of tin. Rending wounds upon the skin. Weeping children bathed in sin. Horrors unknown writhe within. Foul changes shall soon begin. Take it in with wicked grin. The road to hell is traveled again. Written February 24th, 2002 © on Feb 23 2002 07:38 PM PST, Shayne Robert Nelson 10 • 0
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"Melted hearts made of tin...."