He's Inside MeA Poem by Sad Penguin About a serial killer The devil runs rampant He's inside me They'll never find the bodies They too are inside me Shadows of their former selves Only I know why they had to die While they may not deserve it.... Damn I had to try 30 and counting Bones crushed to dust Scattered around the families homes What a delicious piece of irony Searching day and night for their loved ones When there all around them They'll never find me I'll never stop No telling how many bodies will drop
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Added on October 28, 2011 Last Updated on October 28, 2011 Author
Sad PenguinLAAboutI'm a male in my twenties who is currently going through a rough patch. More than two years ago, I have been diagnosed with the following: Generalized Anxiety Disorder, Major Depression, Agoraph.. more..Writing
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