The Agony Scene Deepens

by RedDeadShore   Mar 5, 2008


A maggot infested skull,
A life, dead, dreary and dull,
Deep and dripping reddened wrists,
Bruised, broken up and knocked fists.

Defied hope and lost within,
Dropped dead and torn thin,
Crushed from the spine of thorn,
The security of sorrow is born.

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