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Angery

I cut my skin I see the sin
it runs red but aint it blue
god Im just tired of feeling you
your on my skin with your dirty
sins your filth to me dont you see
what the hell have you done to me
your sin lies within me grr now im disaead
what more could you do to me
at one time  so pure now dirty and
desired no more you made me your dirty
eight year old hor fuck you you sick
son of a bitch

just lonely and looking for someone to care

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  • lonelyboy
    October 20
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    sad im sorry babe