I Sense You
Eyes that stare
that pretend to care
Noses that smell
the scent of hell
Ears that hear
the screams of fear
Tongues that taste
life's metallic red paste
Hands that turn and feel
the torturous, endless wheel

I Sense You
Eyes that stare
that pretend to care
Noses that smell
the scent of hell
Ears that hear
the screams of fear
Tongues that taste
life's metallic red paste
Hands that turn and feel
the torturous, endless wheel
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