Second Skin
Genetically spliced from within Cloned creation, born again Limbs and organs just like mine Only born without my mind * Abducted and chained To the attic wall Sedated and asleep The spider crawls Identical replica Blood to donate Perfect specimen Torture awaits' * As my body prepares to die Ill am I and skin turns gray Removing the spare parts From my cloned twin * Dark and silent He fears the night Rusty and sharp Instruments of pain Skinned and alive Weeping pathetic flesh Grinning maniacally As I don my second skin…