Tinged grey and glaring red 
Vision blurry heartbeat sped 
Mouth open in a silent scream
Please wake me up from this horrible dream
Shut me up, snap my jaw
A sickening crunch a cynical flaw
Pryed legs open he stole my soul
Crush bone crushed goals
Teetering at the edge of a life yet to unfold
A beautiful flower plucked before full bloom
Oh you sickly bastard what I'd pay to see your doom
Touch dirty my skin raw 
Rather peel that skin off than look in the mirror 
Just to look at the aftermath of his ravenous dinner
Sinner sinner sinner a cry yet
the only one blemished was the one to die
Tinged grey and glaring red 
Vision dark and the tears she shed.

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