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I have the lust, and he has the rage. I have the youth, and he has the age. Yet I ask who he is, and I learn who I am I ask him again, and I hear him, god **** Blood spills on the floor, is it his, is it mine? Yes. I want but to love, his wish is to **** I appeal to their minds, he overpowers their will but we both lose control, we both take control, we both burn bright, and we're both filled with soul But is it I who can see, or him with the eyes? Yes. I was raised from the heart, he was raised from the wrath, two monsters akin, destroying all in our path. He wrings the neck, I kiss the lips, he breaks the back, I caress the hips, I create life, he destroy all I am the spring, he is the fall. But is it he who is dangerous, or I who is the monster? Yes. For we both are one monster, forever together. We both are just the one, killing forever. No.
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Mar 10, 2013
Mar 10, 2013 at 8:21 PM UTC
One Monster
I have the lust, and he has the rage. I have the youth, and he has the age. Yet I ask who he is, and I learn who I am I ask him again, and I hear him, god **** Blood spills on the floor, is it his, is it mine? Yes. I want but to love, his wish is to **** I appeal to their minds, he overpowers their will but we both lose control, we both take control, we both burn bright, and we're both filled with soul But is it I who can see, or him with the eyes? Yes. I was raised from the heart, he was raised from the wrath, two monsters akin, destroying all in our path. He wrings the neck, I kiss the lips, he breaks the back, I caress the hips, I create life, he destroy all I am the spring, he is the fall. But is it he who is dangerous, or I who is the monster? Yes. For we both are one monster, forever together. We both are just the one, killing forever. No.
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simon-wick
American
Mar 10, 2013
Mar 10, 2013 at 8:21 PM UTC
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