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Crawling Back Into My Skin

crawling back into my skin

ugly feel of death and sin

eyes roll back and start to decay

body never felt this way

shakin, trembling, quivering with fear

yet he sings "come back my dear"

whispering from her corpse

my soul begins to slowly worpe

into a whole new beautiful shape

clothing, red ribbon, wings of black disgrace

wearing brand new etire

wrapped in a plated barbed wire

burning through my skin and flesh

bringing me closer and closer to death

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Published
May 11, 2010
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