Turn off your eyes.
Let all the lies,
pass like flies.
Drown your sins.
Watch them form twins,
and poke them with pins.
Drain your blood.
Make a sacrificial cut,
and watch the flood.
End your Life.
Use the bread knife,
in front of your three wives.
Apr 25, 2018
Apr 25, 2018 at 1:13 PM UTC
Turn off your eyes.
Let all the lies,
pass like flies.
Drown your sins.
Watch them form twins,
and poke them with pins.
Drain your blood.
Make a sacrificial cut,
and watch the flood.
End your Life.
Use the bread knife,
in front of your three wives.
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