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Author: KaseyLovesNoOne
Fiction Rated: M - English - Angst/Horror - Reviews: 5 - Published: 07-09-06 - Updated: 07-09-06 - id:2208517

A/N: Please R&R. No flames, constructive criticism welcome. Also, I apologize for the "lines". It just helps separate "stanzas". Thanks.


I'm locked inside myself

Much too afraid to cry

I've grown beyond this Hell

My mind has gone awry


Won't someone ressurect me?

I cannot save myself


Why is it hard to see

That sin has taken me?

I've been told through the grapevine

That I'll be sick forever

Please hear my plea

Inside my caged marquee

And I'll never disagree

That I'll be sick forever more


Shrill screams consume my soul,

The blood bath drawing nigh

Erotic nightmares toll...


Why won't you ressurect me?

I can't do it myself


Why is it hard to see

That sin has taken me?

I've been told through the grapevine

That I'll be sick forever

Please hear my plea

Inside my caged marquee

And I'll never disagree

That I'll be sick forever more


I heard it through the grapevine;

I'll never stop myself


Why is it you can't see

That Iam the disease?

You'll be tangled in the grapevine

Just 'cause I'm one sick fuck

Down on your knees!

I hardly hear your plea

You'll never disagree

That I'll be sick forever...


...They'll never hear your plea

Inside my head with me

And so they'll never see

That I'll be sick forever more


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