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| Centipide man - Set Of Poems (?) |
There's something in her decomposed body that keeps me scared. Maybe its her lips, those who uttered horrible words, or maybe its her hands, those who committed a mortal act. "It's" swallowing her slowly and it invites me to swallow her heart, it's dragging me or maybe i'm the one who crawls. ___________________________________________________________ She calls someone to please save her, because i couldn't again and again she calls screaming, but of happiness i just can't understand her. Her skin is falling, she has a sloppy appearance but still having her charm after all She keeps her blonde hair. ___________________________________________________________ Small withered roses on the ground, crushed by guilt and remorse The blood of the unhappy family of Aofie springs, each one on their own, in absolute silence swallowing those shitty words they told her She's not here, but she will come back. Those who created a hell inside her head, those who pushed her to the burning fire, those will die, but never come back. Their souls will wander the streets in pain, searching for forgiveness while the centipide man is eating their heads, plucking their skins, insulting them humiliating them Just how they did to Aofie She's resting under my bed, not in peace yet, she asks me to please join her but i don't want to go or maybe i'm just afraid to go? Yes, i'm afraid. Afraid that that girl it's not "Her" and drags me to Hell ___________________________________________________________ Small roses are being born on the road to Hell burn, little roses, burn the fire might be infinite, but not your pain. They vomite the wounds someone ever caused them, only one ending, but different ways "Which will be worse?" one of them asked, "Don't try to search an answer" replied softly the oldest and most burned They look at the ceiling, full of smoke and dust. They heard the screams of the ones who had the bad luck of falling in the trap of "Him", the one who vowed to save them from sin. ___________________________________________________________ by Me. |
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