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Jul 2012
We tried,
so hard.

Only
to
fail
harder,
than I ever thought
we
would have.

Romantic fantasies.
Pine box nightmares.
&
My brains,
scattered across the ***** floor.

Covered in y-our blood.


It's everywhere.

Tragedy, was your last name.
******, was your first name.

&
I played the part of Victim.
Very well.

Did you get a *******, when you heard me scream.
As you dug the knife into my back
over
&
over
&
over again.


I'll see you in hell.
Sacrelicious
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Sacrelicious  31/M/Hell
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