Glance into my distorted reflection
sew on my face and bleed my lips
abstract this infection

Enchant me with panic
as I play with fear
Indulge me, oh how I've become satanic

I fondle with sorrow
and with each tear, A grin of joy
Devious with harrow

Cry out your inside
and breath your misery
ever so often puke your pride

Glance at this infection
sew on my face and bleed my lips
abstract my distorted reflection
 
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