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Welcome inside! My own purgatory. My twisted mind. My melted story. Down every hallway, open a different door. Tempted by temptation, fearing nature's ***** Mirrors on the ceiling, reflecting a dark stare. Blood drips from the corners, makes you want to dare. Tiptoe to the staircase, spirals out of pitch. Death grip on the banister, devil makes me trip. Sinister and evil, shadows follow me. No more mental hauntings, wake me from this dream. Trapped by my surroundings, biting every bit, Seeing everything red, by every blowing hit. No perfect little world, or perfect little bell. Won't you trade me places? Within my own living hell
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Sep 30, 2014
Sep 30, 2014 at 3:34 PM UTC
My Purgatory
Welcome inside! My own purgatory. My twisted mind. My melted story. Down every hallway, open a different door. Tempted by temptation, fearing nature's ***** Mirrors on the ceiling, reflecting a dark stare. Blood drips from the corners, makes you want to dare. Tiptoe to the staircase, spirals out of pitch. Death grip on the banister, devil makes me trip. Sinister and evil, shadows follow me. No more mental hauntings, wake me from this dream. Trapped by my surroundings, biting every bit, Seeing everything red, by every blowing hit. No perfect little world, or perfect little bell. Won't you trade me places? Within my own living hell
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Sep 30, 2014
Sep 30, 2014 at 3:34 PM UTC
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