Crimson liquid
Falls like Rain
A smile plays across my Lips
For I enjoy the Pain
The pain is Laced
With a DEMENTED PLEASURE
Laughing Now
My KNIFE is my TWISTED TREASURE
My world Spins
My thoughts no longer Coherent
Music hums in my Background
I laugh Softly
Barely making a Sound
For this is ME
THE
INSANELY
TWISTED
and
DEMENTED
The Final Reaseyou Knew
Don't you see....
I don't suffer from this Malady
The girl you thought
I throughly ENJOY
This TWISTED PAIN
Called
INSANITY......
Submitted: November 12, 2008
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Lauren951
oddly I relate to this immensely, really nice work and illustration
Tue, January 16th, 2018 7:31pm