Tortured

Damaged

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Volume One

 

 

 

 

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Damaged”

 

I am damaged

my mind, my body, my soul.

I feel like I'm never whole

The dreams dance around my mind.

Wishing I could just hit rewind

to see it all over again

to see you again.

I am damaged

but somehow I managed

to crawl out and see

a world I built around me

beautiful and grotesque.

Something no one could molest.

This is my life, this is my home.

 

Somewhere in it all I got lost.

Somewhere in it all I got damaged.

This is what I am

its what separates me from them.

I am damaged

my spirit, my heart, my will

I close my eyes and I can feel

all the pain, escaping into my words, into my art

and that is when I know, it bled from my heart.

 

 

 

 

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(Updated; From Psycho- Confessions)

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