This Is My Curse by Sarah Jezebel Deva
Images infused in me, humans inspire atrocities
This, this is my curse, A curse I can not reverse
Screams infused my memory, man he kill only for greed
This, this is my curse, A curse, I can not reverse
Languishing this night
In a scene of horror
There's a fear that weights on my heart
That tomorrow never comes
Where the sun touched the bars with the promise of
release
Lights catch the filth, the blood, the screams
Of the thousands who suffer as one
For your vanity, my skin is slit and torn from me,
It feeds the yen for your diseased industry
Wash away the blood stained grounds
Still breathing, misery resounds
Free me, I have no voice!
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