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Your punishment

Cold, heartless
Blood running black
…pumped through a dark crimson heart

I know where I am and who I have become.
The strong, take no pity on those who fall.
With my writs cut open
Bleeding
The scars shall heal.

You can’t trick me,
Win me over…
I’m not like the others.
I move on … your left helpless
You have fallen for the damned…

Forever lock yourself in your own torture chamber
I can hurt you without a touch.

Your flesh grows cold
As mine always remains

Your head …
Clouded by memories of the past
I can’t punish you for loving me…
But you bleed when you’re the one holding the knife.

… Choose to remain
Punishment for yourself.

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Written July 19th, 2004

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  • July 19, 2004
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    interesting...i like it


  • Fools Paradise
    July 19, 2004
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    awwww, omg thats amazing, i LOVE it!!!!! great write

    luv ya, miss ya now i gotta kiss ya
    -M


  • Scarlett silver member
    July 19, 2004
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    "But you bleed when you’re the one holding the knife."
    I absoltely LOVE that! That line struck me really hard -- I'm not sure why, I just really like it. You don't write as much as you used to, Jaxx. Your stuff is awesome! You need to write more! Love ya, miss ya...

    -A