Your satisfaction

by Marie   Jan 25, 2007


Pounding veins, ready to burst
Drink it up, kill your thirst
Cut my heart out, let my life drip
Taste my pain on your lip
You watch me rotten, you watch me bleed
I see your ego being feed
And as you leave, I feel your smile
As I lay there in a bloody pile

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