Im getting pulled into the black river...the river of sorrow... the asylum that spares none
filled with wetness, wet visions of detest…havoc...blown
Drop by drop...inch by inch I am pulled into the swallow core filled with atrocities that are tearing me apart
unseen and unheard, visions are bedazzled by gloomy desolation
keen…yet not to be seen...under the morning light of isolation
I Cried... I screamed...I yelled….I died…….still I tried….
Disdained humans stay behind...in memories of bygone
Getting pulled into the black river...river bred by fear, pain, misery and DEATH
I am getting pulled into the black river...the river of sorrow... the asylum that spares none
filled with sadness, cryptic…but hope is alive...FUCK!!!
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