Open the Sterile untouched object
Meant solely to terminate my thoughts that are dazed.
The pills forced into me
Chemically change me
I can't move
Left only to feel
It’s charging
Electrifying
Pulsing in my temples
More than lethal
Now starts the convulsions
Self defense means nothing
They were paid to look the other way
Gazing through the bullet proof glass
I die for the one who loves me
He sees my pain
And weeps for me
But what can I do?
My mouth can’t move
And all I want
Is to say I love you.
Bleach Eater
Lethal Injection
In my coffin
I burn for my Sin
I killed him
And lied
All to protect you
From the pain of dieing
I can't move
Or speak
Or breathe
This is hell
Personally.
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