Slow Death

Slow Death

A Poem by karmic

Cut out my tongue so i can't speak

You kill me off when my mind hits it's peek

your mad because your weak

 

You cover my ears

so i can't hear the sound of your tears

 

My eyes burning in my head

you got what you want i'm dead

 

 

 

 

© 2008 karmic


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karmic
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