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Mar 2015
Catacombs of my lives,
deep and dark inside,
penetrate my awful mind,
stick the needle in deep.

I feel you in my heart,
the venom stings and burns,
but still my heart yearns,
when will I learn?

I hope you understand,
I did this because of you.
Don't mistaken it for an accident.

Breaking the bonds,
the world is collapsing from the inside out.
What's the fuss about?
You made me do it.

Demons unleashed,
from the bottomless pits of hell.
So tolls the bell,
you made me do it.

Nothing here,
is something there.
But I don't care,
you made me do it.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
Barry Andrew Pietrantonio
Written by
Barry Andrew Pietrantonio  29/M/Salem, New Hampshire
(29/M/Salem, New Hampshire)   
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