Madding bliss as i go through what is said to be my life
Madding the horror within pain
Blissful tourher that I am used to
Getting used to the blood marks on my back
Smelling the aroma of madding bliss all around me as i lay tourchred and broken
Moveing through my life hopeing for my release as i lay and wait the next bidding of my life
Hurt and broken with my madding chaotic life
My libs I study,looking at the bruises of my life towards my soul hurting my self with no disbelife
I walk and run into pain as i turn hopeing for love
Madding bliss surrounds my life
Touching my brusies of the soul and body
The smell of blood and moisture
Surrounded by the smell of lies,hurt,pain,sarrow and broken souls all around me
Madding bliss as i go through what is said to be my life of pain,sarrow,hurt,and broken souls
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