My Prison Souls
My Soul Resides In a Mountain












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My Soul Resides In a Mountain

In the breezy
Chamber
He calls
His head
I'll remember
What he said,
And how.
It was a
rather salty
Breeze
He blew into
My gaping
Bleeding
Soul.

I ran
To my castle
In Montana.
With my thousands
of lonely husbands.
Who have
raped and scraped
my soul.
And given me
The gift
Of
A bowl full
Of ice
To use for
my eyes.
To numb
the pain.
The gift of
His pain.
(Fucker)

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