Ripping my skin,
As I struggle to be free.
I grunt and moan in the struggle.
I cry n scream out.
But no ones sees nor hears me.
I am strapped down,
Strapped to this chair.
Holding my feet and arms and neck,
Practically choking me to death.
Sweating from the struggle,
Trying not to hurt myself more when trying to get free.
Crying and mumbling please stop this!
I don’t like this torture.
Please help me, save me!
Listen to my screams!
Watch me struggle, as you sit back and laugh.
But think about it how can you call me insane when you can do this,
Will this help any?
Think about it, as you watch me die slowly in this chair...
Just think...
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D'ESPAIRS RAY
Mania Muke for LIFE
HIZUMI*vo*ZERO*gu*KAYRUU*ba*TSUKASA*dr*
Dir En Grey.
~10 YEARS~
FEB. 2. 2007
House of Blues
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What are you racist against zebras?
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*sneezes*
I live a life you barely tolerate, an existance I can't validate.
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_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_
BUBBLES
You know you love when people throw things at you
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Sincerely,
Saeiane,
Mephistopheles D. Grimm,
D. H. The Second.
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Though I'd die to know you love me, I'm all alone...
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Kupo!
-Mog
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.........
Zavior
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