Talk about the shame.
Talk about the pain.
That red dark room that keeps your secrets.
The warm room that keeps your filt.
The house of horror for your victims.
The sham of a smile you put on.
Hipocrisy lies behind your great speech.
Succumbing to the desire of the other side.
That knot of lust that needs to be loose.
That filt of emotion that need to be purge out.
Prey on their innocence.
Take away thier freedom.
You are who you, no one can judge you.
When your eternity ends, the six feet awaits you.
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