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Lost Forever

My hatred for you is bliss for me I love to watch your rage build up so silently. Watching your nighmares come alive... makes me reach for my knife my only friend, the bringer of pain, the ender of life. Your tears, of hate and jealousy feeds my deepest inner insanity As I watch you cut yourself I see the heavens bleed with rain those red tears running down your wrists I close my eyes and clench my fists. This is the end for you my friend, I give you my sympathy now that your gone... I am free.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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