Stranger things I have seen,
that made me who I am,
than you’d imagine in your wildest dreams
drawn into a diagram.

Simple horrors fill my days
and still I beg for more
to end the constant boredom
I fill my heart with gore.

Bloodied hands lay their claim
upon my tender heart
and tear with all their might
until I fall apart.

© Autumn Siders 2008

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