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The taste of metal on my lips
Jabbed into my fingertips
You took from me a lock of hair
And now my soul you can’t repair
Nails and tacks pushed down my throat
And pressed into my skin
I gasp for air but no one’s there
My blood runs paper thin
You tear apart my soft cloth body
And sew it back real tight
Your hands begin to tremble
As you’re sickened by the sight
You burned my feet and bound my hands
So I could neither fight or walk
Sewed my lips together tight
So I would never talk
Frogs for eyes as black as night
In hopes I wouldn’t see
The violent acts and brutal truth
You tried to hide from me
- by x_xSlayer_of_Soulsx_x |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 01/12/2010 |
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- Title: Voodoo Doll
- Artist: x_xSlayer_of_Soulsx_x
- Description: My own original work. I write to escape. I try to give you that feeling of feeling and seeing what I really felt and saw. Open for any comments
- Date: 01/12/2010
- Tags: voodoo doll
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Comments (4 Comments)
- infinitexcode - 01/14/2011
- This piece is AMAZING! Your rhyme scheme is good and I can totally agree with your description and poem. Thank you for sharing it with us!
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- Deadlylight6 - 01/16/2010
- incredible work! kudos to u
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- i i S i l v e r T e a r s - 01/12/2010
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Wow...
This is real deep.
I love it. 5/5 - Report As Spam
- Shadow-kissed Shell - 01/12/2010
- i think its simply beautiful. its very well written. 5 stars for you.
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