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A dream I had and the feelings I have.


Submitted:Apr 1, 2008    Reads: 107    Comments: 1    Likes: 1   


His Creation

Last night I dreamed I had three sisters,
and I killed them one buy one,
what the hell is wrong with me?
It seems my mind has gone.

I feel sick because I caught a glimpse
of myself in the mirror today,
I looked and wished that I could change
in every single way.

Like a gleeful white wedding
that's turned black and blind,
like a runaway bride
is my runaway mind,

stripping flesh from imagined siblings,
playing with guts and gore, you whore;
depravity's slut can't keep his eyes shut,
I've never been like this before.

Now I can't even stand my own face,
not fit for civilisation,
eyes raped with shame and pure disgust,
is God pleased with his creation?





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