I am nothing but a dark dream
A truth told in a former scream
I am the living lie you use
In order to sleep and become new
To forget the years of abuse
I am a bomb with a lit fuse
Faces of you lost within my mind
I see you running fearful of my kind
Scared as I hold you captive and blind
I am the wrath,the broken,and the grind
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