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Awake, 'tis I and heart's damn pride,
where stealth fingers seek flame~
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Her time was drawing near
but the old woman had no fear.
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You sit, preparing for the evening
and I can’t stop my staring.
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Blood, blood, glorious blood.
Everywhere you look, it's blood, blood, blood,
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Your road has been permanently ENDED / I'd have to say that, for you, it SUCKS / There are no tricks you can turn NOW / Even if there was, either way, you're FUCKED / The millionare days and rockstar NI
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Take a Knife / Write a note. / End The Strife / It's All Wrote. / End My Life / Slit My Throat.
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So it's come down to this. / I suppose we all feel it eventually. / Souls sucked of bliss... / And the world shares in your misery. / I've walked down this path day in and day out... / Now I explain what it's a
by XChrisUnknownX
45 lines,
on May 30 7:25 PM 2007. In Angst, Sad, Anger, Thoughts, Personal, Pain, Life, Weird, Violence, Mature
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Tell Me Where It Hurts / By Jesse Peacock / Another knife in my back / another slit throat game / another god damned messiah / taking me for granted. / Situations endless / cowering like a p
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held close to his body wanting to be loved,
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Hush…don’t cry, Be good for me.
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I am the warmth of a whisper in your ear. The gentle breath that makes your blood run hot. The secret you ache to know...
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