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Agonizing screams bounce off the walls
Of This desolate prison full of dolls
Thousands of tiny porcelain faces
Smiling
Staring
At the bottle of aces
A man writhes strapped to a podiatry chair
With wide eyes the voice of his pain fills the air
Struggling for freedom his back arches
Yelling
Screaming
For the bottle of aces
Thousands of tiny voices sing
Straight to the heart they sting
Childrens rhymes from the nursery
Short
Rythmic
Sang to the mans suffering
A doll appears on the table
In front of the man unstable
With crimson tears rolling down her face
Dark
Thick
Tainting her dress of pure white lace
The evanescence of this doll
Started when he began to fall
Into a deep sleep suddenly
To let the bottle of aces sit quietly
Forgotten
Powerless
Unable to relieve....
- by Master Constantine |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 10/09/2008 |
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- Title: Aces
- Artist: Master Constantine
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- Date: 10/09/2008
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