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May 2011
Falling Deep
they grab at me
hearing hisses and howls
grumbles and growls
they yank at my soul
and start taking control.

I lose all senses at steady paces
as i gaze upon hideous faces.
They tell me ive done wrong
after i got hurt for so long.
Hissing that the start
was when i fell apart.

Being lied to, they take me in
grinning at my sins.
Showing me in flashbacks
how i took hold of a silver axe
Catching you within
while you were under him.

I take my weapon and begin to swing
as you shreak with a shrilling scream
first i hear the "zing!"
then anticipate the sting.

What i wanted all along
was just to sing my own death song
praying, yearning for death to come
after finding you, i down the ***.

I beg and plead
and finally!
they drag me from my wrong
and take me where i belong.
Written by
Monica Raye
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