metaphors, and pain
you will come to me,
and i will drink you dry
a life with me will never be the same
a life with me will bring you closer
you will never win but are welcome to the game
oh ill shape you
ill drill holes in your spine
while your flailing and screaming, ill be taking what is mine
its because your my doll
that your under lock and key
you know you are mine
and you'll do it willingly
i am nothing but a shell
i have been shucked out by hate
i have been spending time in hell
i have seemingly sealed my fate
my body is broken now
all that is left is bitter
i have no conclusion, no final vow
here i am, just a pathetic quitter
infinitely tortured, and by default the torturer
i am the unknown, yes the anomaly
you will never know me, you will never see.
i would rip your eyes from their sockets
before giving out a key.
go fuck yourself
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