GROTESQUE

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They Ailed my heart with hammer and nails
I slept quietly under the abhorinng pain

The extremist desire within me hails and melt

Now slowly I began to escape the torture 

Through unholy rituals with priest and chains

And I accepted it as my fate

Like it was my unacceptable culture 

When they started to cut me limb from limb 

That’s where I went mean 

Though I was getting used to it 

I accidentally felt my skin

It was warm,cold was I 

I realised life is a lie 

Then I calmly closed my eyes 

Cos I already paid the price

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