By Anonymous

I’m sitting in this empty room
All I can hear is screaming souls
Souls of madness but not like me
I can see their innocence

But a monster like me
That no one can see
And what I have become,
What I have done to some
Someone like me
That no one can see
A psychopath in the dark

My mind is full of darkness
But my eyes are full of sparkles
Hoping that these walls will fall apart
So that my killing can start

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