Made a fist around my gut
Swallowed it, buggered it
Sex is just another slut
Borrowed it, horrored it
Tore a hole inside my heart
Fingered it, lingered it
Death a boring form of art
Studied it, hurried it
Silver mirror was my goal
Looking back, taken back
Misery stares into my soul
Spoken it, broken it















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i'm happy to see you here, mr. jaggy. :]
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how long can you expect love to outweigh ignorance?
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