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by edsel Apr 28, 2011 category : Sadness, depression / lost relationships
I try to slaughter me and my painful sweetness whereas you stood doll clamped for dear lifetake me to when you whispered your words soothing the back of my neck 'It'll be fine'you had me even when you didn't want to bend me at your whims drug or no drug you are a reality so sweet yet so bitterwhen i can't take it no more i try to slaughter me and my painful sweetness whereas you stood doll clamped for dear life