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Author: lp rock queen
Fiction Rated: T - English - Angst/Angst - Reviews: 2 - Published: 10-28-02 - Updated: 10-28-02 - id:1035942
Trapped in your gaze, The blood drips to the floor. In this never ending circle of hate, Pain is what I want more.

You fuck my mind up, I can't think straight. Is this how I'm going to die? Is this my surreal fate?

Scars embark my flesh, I carve your name, This is your entire fault, This is YOUR SICK GAME.

I've cried all my tears, It is now time. My fears fade to black, I am no longer alive.



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