Among the tress
Stood I found
Some scratches
Of love sign
Few cuts out of
Frustration
Few just for fun
Some took away
My hands
Some my legs
Nailed me
For their add
Pealed
My skin
For medicine
Suck my blood
For addiction
Not taking
In account
My pain
They made me
A toy
For enjoyment.
All these
Remember
In disguise
Lead you in
Real destruction.
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