Me

by Bec   Feb 4, 2006


She's out for blood again,

she'll eat up dead children,

in a quiet clean dark room,

she laughs as they cry,

as they drop to the floor and die,

how can one feel such pleasure?

give her an answer,

confusion's spreading like cancer,

she was beautiful,

she was brutal,

they let maggots into her brain,

because she's so called insane,

they let maggots into her brain,

because she's so called insane,

wrapped up in the arms of pain.

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