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Psychotic Dreams

A sory unfolds from the demons of old,
a story of a young girl,
skin deep,
rewards to reap,
her mind races so fast shes insain,
pouring blood in the pouring rain,
a thousand hells in the form of pain,
one single bullet with my name,
study me,
sample me,
you know nothing about me,
i see her know she tells me things,
things about my earthly pains,
with axes to grind,
the devil in black sent the masks to find and bring her back,
bigger bucks for your bangs,
in the faculty with fangs,
it was somthing more,
behind that hidden door,
perhaps her dools told her were to look,
in the unfinished book,
to determine your psychological state,
in pain,
i'm alll alone,
just me and my reflection,
every things gone...
little sister is watching you,
little sisters being watched...
by her own red eyes,
the lights are shut on and off,
and on at steadily increasing intervals...
to increase my sence of day and night passage,
my world spins faster,
i open my eyes to see the kitty clock grinning at me,
as if ment to be,
mirror images,
leathlly armed,
familiar masks and unknown faces,
in none the right places,
put us away in our case,
a lot of us with fangs and removable faces,
to me and my friend,
this is the end...