The Devil Bitch
She owns me, controls me, uses me for her own amusement ...
Your face is etched forever in my memoryMy fractured mind warped by your presenceTearing at it's fabric to create insanityUnable to break free of these shackles you placed upon meYour voice won't stop whispering hurtful wordsForcing me to bang my head against the wallYour fragrant perfume suffocates meYou feed off my misery like a leechBlood that drips from those scratches you madeUpon my skin as a longing reminderTo take...