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Author: lp rock queen
Fiction Rated: T - English - Angst - Reviews: 4 - Published: 10-28-02 - Updated: 10-28-02 - id:1035946
On the floor, My broken soul, Without you, It seems so cold.

Light is shattered, Heart is dimmed, Since when did you fuckers, Care if I sinned?

My brain slowly rots, I feel myself turn to waste. My body burns, For your sweet embrace.

I need to kill you, Just to be free. Soon you'll realize, Why I can't feel.

You are so beautiful, I need you to fucking die. Because I love you so much, You are the reason I cry.

Emotions flaring, Heart turns cold. I'll give you my body, If you just give me your soul.

You raped my mind, I give up. My blood yearns for you, But you don't give a fuck.

So now you've seen this masquerade, Go home to your little bed. And when you go to sleep, I'll be in your fucked up head.



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