The first touch planted the seed
a seed of hate loss of faith
Dirty fingers fondling, stroking
Our little secret never to be told
Found in the closet with a fractured skull
The years of abuse has taken it's toll
Threatened to silence
these walls have ears
deprived of life
hidden in the dark
Found in the closet with a fractured skull
The years of abuse has taken it's toll
Overflow into a blinding ugre for vengeance
Split spine and a bloodsticky axehandle
Desperate search
No help in sight
These eyes are shut
Swinging in rage
Found in the closet with a fractured skull
The years of abuse has taken it's toll
Overflow into a blinding ugre for vengeance
Split spine and a bloodsticky axehandle
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