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i can't see a thing suffocated by the darkness i taste the oil of your gun you thrive on my fear i always gave you what you wanted my eyes tell you to shoot but you'll never give me what i want. incapable of anything undeniably defeated sweet sorrow comforts my weary head it is all i know i deserve this it is my destiny my design. you hold 15 messengers of mercy but deny me all never again shall i see your beautiful eyes sewn shut by lies when will it end my broken knees forced to kneel i hear the hammer this is the best thing you have ever done for me finally i will get what i want i have never felt so alive in my end.
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May 26, 2010
May 26, 2010 at 8:25 AM UTC
in my end.
i can't see a thing suffocated by the darkness i taste the oil of your gun you thrive on my fear i always gave you what you wanted my eyes tell you to shoot but you'll never give me what i want. incapable of anything undeniably defeated sweet sorrow comforts my weary head it is all i know i deserve this it is my destiny my design. you hold 15 messengers of mercy but deny me all never again shall i see your beautiful eyes sewn shut by lies when will it end my broken knees forced to kneel i hear the hammer this is the best thing you have ever done for me finally i will get what i want i have never felt so alive in my end.
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May 26, 2010
May 26, 2010 at 8:25 AM UTC
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