Life · Poetry

Bad Girl Revival

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I can taste blood
How can I stop it ?
I wish to turn it off ?
I don’t want this
I didn’t ask for this
But this is what they made me
Someone please
Help me
Stop me
I’ve become savage
I have no remorse
I miss being sane
I miss being pure
I can’t remember when I sold my soul
I’ve started a dangerous game
With the devil
He keeps mocking me
He keeps playing me
He’s the reason for my bad habits
I want to see the light again
For its cold and lonely
I’m lost in a spiral
And all I hear is laughter
The mocking of fallen angels
I warn you
Protect your souls

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