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Feb 10, 2005 18:04


youre addicted to the drug of lust
a de-tox in the cold sweat of shame
and i love your pain
i gave you these roses now that
i left in the thorns
i'd rather hurt someone
than hurt myself
ill dispose of you like a lighter out of fuel
ill lose you somewhere on a dusty shelf.
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