October
November 2008
That cheap fucking smile carries you to bed. And those lips are social suicide but I just want to see you dead. You're like a shotgun baby. Pointed at my head.
If only you could see it in my eyes, how much it means Your touch, your smile, to a heart that’s beat has long since given out and given in The night opens wide, swallowing every sense Embra
Why did you let yourself down time and again. Why did you throw you heart away. So taste the skin and let your heartbeat slow. Feel you bleeding away. LIFELESS.
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What do I want? I want to play a game. You are being tested. Your will is being tested. Your will to keep someone alive. Can you do that? Can you follow the rules and grant someone the gift of life? D
CRY ME A RIVER, BIIIATTTHCHCHCHCH
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