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empty bed in a room of silence

the sound of running water cuts the silence violently

true to the pain i felt in my past

lonliness rejoins me to fill my king sized bed

moments alone turn into hours

days alone turn into a unattended funeral

as i curse society nobody hears my yearning for love

myself, i am guilty of his and her share of sins

extra time added on to my sentence for good behaviour

23 hours in my cell is alot of time to reflect

and i am taunted by the jailor who i see in the mirror

my blood courses with passion untamed

and my teeth drip the blood of regret, of frivilous time wasted

look at the maniacle shimmer in my eyes

taste the fury of my passion

succomb to my ways

i will pain your soul crimson

and as i manipulate your destiny as i see fit...



...dont panic