by ab
Not the poster child for torture,
It's hardly enough.
Turning people crazy exposing
them to greed and madness.
I've seen all this happen when suicide comes into play.
the voices will linger , but they play no part anyway.
The mind can not take it,
Transformation ensues.
Depression creeps up on your
Shoulder and intros sadness.
Brains are like paper crumbling infrastructure.
I would not ever wish this fatal fate on another.
May 5, 2020
May 5, 2020 at 2:45 PM UTC
by ab
Not the poster child for torture,
It's hardly enough.
Turning people crazy exposing
them to greed and madness.
I've seen all this happen when suicide comes into play.
the voices will linger , but they play no part anyway.
The mind can not take it,
Transformation ensues.
Depression creeps up on your
Shoulder and intros sadness.
Brains are like paper crumbling infrastructure.
I would not ever wish this fatal fate on another.
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