'Divide and conquer'
a wise old man once said,
And that is the plan then carried by death,
Together they would always stand,
Til the devil's minions took them to hand
start with mommy, that's the way
and bring her to her knees
drive her mad with tortured pain
defenses down by three
with mommy gone take out big sister
and break her heart in half
surround her with darkness, let it kiss her
and watch the aftermath
with big sister gone comes sister two,
the one who makes us smile
inject her with darkness through and through
she gives up after miles
with big sister and sister two that leaves
the firstborn son who carries the flame
surround him with children who bully and tease
he laughs at others' pain
of course leave the little ones alone
it's a little early yet
but with the rest of the family said and done
there's only just one left
now that we've taken mommy, sissy
sister too and firstborn son
it's time to take away our daddy
the strength with which we won
in the past.
daddy grows dark with a poison heart
and a monster in his chest
he let his family get ripped apart
and now there's nothing left
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The Art of Confusion
PuisiDiana Miller is schizophrenic...or at least she thinks so. She has never been clinically diagnosed because her father believes that mental illness is demon possession, and she knows he would never take her to a psychiatrist. To cope with her inner c...
