Acrimosity

by Morphine   Nov 14, 2007


I'M FILLED WITH RANCOR AND HATE
YEAH I KNOW THEY BOTH MEAN THE SAME

I'M FILLED WITH GRIEVE
MY HEAD FULL OF STEAM
IF ONLY I COULD REDEEM
ALL THIS HATE FROM WITHIN

IF ONLY I WAS LUCID
MAYBE THEN I COULD STOP MY HEARTS DECOMPOSITION

I'M FILLED WITH RANCOR AND HATE
I FEEL LIKE A BROKEN EGG

...DYING...FALLING...BLEEDING...not breathing

but no one really cares

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