Guest StrikingTheKey Posted April 25, 2012 Posted April 25, 2012 You dug your own grave, Eighteen Feet Deep. The world isn't mad at you you’re mad at the world Now fall in, To the deepest pits of the hell you created. Where you reign, Like you’ve always dreamed, I’ll watch you blame from beneath my feet, Pointing bloodstained hands at me. No, I’m not a monster I’m what you made me to be. Your broken words and false sense of security, Watch it fall around you with the damp earth I’ve buried you under. I couldn’t choose a better place to put you. You were a waste of flesh and blood, Tell me now how you find comfort in my screams, Tell me now how you wish it was me, Dearest Mother don’t weep. I’m only giving you everything you’ve ever dreamed.
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