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 Nov 2014 C S
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Curse
 Nov 2014 C S
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I wish to spit on your grave
To make you feel disgusted and ashamed
You, who look down on me shall suffer from eternal rue
Thou shall writhe seven times over the pain I went through

Go feed everyone with your pathetic lies
Oh, what a pity to have such a miserable life
You live in a world of your pretense
Just to please yourself, such nonsense!

I curse you to perish from the earth!
To leave your bones to decay in the dirt
To watch the life drain out of your eyes
'Tis I long to see before I die

No one shall be there at your funeral
No man will mourn for your demise
You will not be remembered nor be recognized
For this curse, you shall grieve all your life


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 Nov 2014 C S
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 Nov 2014 C S
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She is deafened by a melancholic song
The night has never been so long
Years have passed but the sun never shone
To her, happiness has become unknown

She let herself rot inside a keep
Hidden down below, six feet deep
She cuts her tongue, afraid to tell the truth
Her lips long to form words, yet she remains mute

Streams of her tears dance through the air
She covers her face for she is scared
To feel pain is her way to feel alive
In a body of a girl who's dead inside


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