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by Red Tears Mar 9, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / lost relationships
I traveled through many parts Breaking through many hearts. Cutting through skin and bone Curing the sick and alone Stabbing through walls of emotion Infliction, I give you that notion Use me, make sure you abuse me I'll abuse you too, I'll be worthy I'll be your enemy I'll be your friend There is nothing My ends can't end I define your every bruise Play with me, be sure to loose Love me, I'm your very friend All up until your very end Hold me, I will suffice, And I'll hold to your dying life Stabbing through your sores with greed Destination: to make you bleed I'll be your enemy I'll be your friend There is nothing My ends can't end.