BARBED WIRE

DEATH CONSOLES ME
CONCEALING MY CUTS
INTO BARBED WIRE I RUN
WHEN DEATH COMES OVER ME
ITS LIKE HEAVEN CLOSED ITS DOORS IN MY FACE
& EVIL HAS WON ITS WAY, COVERING MY SUN
INTO BARB WIRE I RUN
SLIPPED INTO AN OLD DIRTY GORGE OF MEMORIES
CHOOSING DEATH HELPED ME SURVIVE
I DO SEE THE FOREST BETWEEN THE TREES
DEATH SEEMS TO CONFIRM MY NEEDS
CAMOUFLAGING MY WOUNDS
OUT OF BARBED WIRE I CLAMBER

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