Morbid thoughts suffocate my mind A desolate sadist sitting anlone No corners to hide in Nowhere left to turn Despise every breath I take Hating each beat more than the last Detest the thing I’ve become Nothing more than a pitiful failure Disgusted at my own reflection Repulsive face of a wench Finger the scars… Continue reading Morbid Thoughts
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