D.J. Ray - perfect hell

worship is futile in your mind
why should you care bout someone like me
world spins, leaves you behind
who cares what used to be
suicide seems so simple
an easy escape
as minds and bodies are repeatidly raped
by the ones we called our friends
when does it end
when does this end
lying busted and broken
on the floor of a cheap motel
welcome to a flawless perfect hell

D.J. Ray

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