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Taunt

From my soul I hear a sound

While nothing is around

Always at the agonized point of suicide

But never concieving

Blank faces and screams

Always calling

Staring and waiting

And a stark wind split

The lights turned out

Hearing dissonant voices

While no one is around

Then they stop

play with my heart

Just for a moment of silence

So I can feel them crawl

Picking my skin

Till their nails are within my fiend

Blood is dripping

My black heart beating

Nervous I weep

While they scream at me

My pencil is scribbling

A picture that means nothing

Rain is still falling

Wind is blowing

There is no one here

Except the dissonant voices I hear

Lightning strikes the ground

And it sounds like a whisper

I can not turn around

My body has withered

Dark pools gathered on the floor

Rain pours through the door

The smell of a rotting corpse in my nose

Till sunshine has come

They aren't done

When the sun comes up

The pools turn into my blood

Cut Open Hands