THEY POINT AS THEY SMILE GRINNING FROM EAR TO EAR ASKING TO HOLD ME FOR AWHILE THE HARDER THEY SQUEEZE (THEY WILL DO AS THEY PLEASE) I CAN HEAR ALL THE WISPERS SAYING SHELL DO FINE AGAINST THE TORTURE AND DISASTERS HER BODY CAN HANDLE THE BLISTERS I CAN FEEL THEIR SMILING FACES GLARING THEIR BLOOD TEARING EYES THROUGH THE WALLS OLD FACES PEERING BEYOND THE OTHERS JUST TO MOCK AT MY FALL LAUGHING LOUDER TO MAKE MY EARS BLEED IM NOTHING YOU FEEL THE SOARS POUNDING UNDER THE SLEEVES LOSING THE STRENGTH TO SWALLOW THE PAIN AND SUCCEED IVE COME TO BELIEVE YOUVE TAKEN MY TORTURE AS A COMICAL JOKE ALWAYS BEEN THE FIRST TO TAKE A FINGER AND POKE TIME IS SHORT FOR YOU AND SHORTER FOR ME IM SOMETHING AS LONG AS YOU HATE ME IM ALWAYS ON YOUR MIND DIGGING AT EVERY CORNER WITH PRIDE IM JUST YOUR MIRRIOR IMAGE
