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Torture

by ms-sarah

It is all dark and scary As i open my eyes with wary My muscles are all aching And my bones feel like cracking Tied up from the hands and feet I feel wet, and know that i bleed When all of a sudden i start suffocating Someone's hands around my neck are closing I can't breathe I think I'm dying My lungs both feel like crying The grasp is loosening up a bit Am I dead, maybe that's it I steal one breath of relief Another more, maybe I'll be set free But as I inhale my third breath I feel like I am on my own bed of death I am starting to fade and blackout Only one single thought now stands out Why did you pick me to torture with glee Right now if you check my ECG A straight line is all you will see
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Published
Jun 10, 2015
Time
2m
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Inspired by: Draw bar -Linkin Park ft. Tom Morello

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