A ray of grey tinged light is shining
Through shut eyes, the beam is blinding.
Curious creatures walk across my skin
Toes and pointed hooves tip in unison.
The Life is gone, traces leak from my face
Can't scratch, can't scream, I know I'll turn insane.
A wretch I am, I always will be stained
With blood and lines, little human remains.
I sit and toss, thinking only of one thing
One chance, a bit of cash, I promised him.
A black hand appears, a cloud of whiskey breath
"I'll lend you Life, friend, in exchange for one more Death."
May 30, 2012
May 30, 2012 at 1:11 PM UTC
A ray of grey tinged light is shining
Through shut eyes, the beam is blinding.
Curious creatures walk across my skin
Toes and pointed hooves tip in unison.
The Life is gone, traces leak from my face
Can't scratch, can't scream, I know I'll turn insane.
A wretch I am, I always will be stained
With blood and lines, little human remains.
I sit and toss, thinking only of one thing
One chance, a bit of cash, I promised him.
A black hand appears, a cloud of whiskey breath
"I'll lend you Life, friend, in exchange for one more Death."
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