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I see your skin turning blue As my ruby red hands press even harder I laugh histerically at your face I just commited the perfect ****** You should have listened to me, When I said this wouldn't end up good Not for you at least, because for me there's no more blues don't apologize now, it won't save you anymore Your soul will rott in hell Let me play with this set of knives and your flesh. Shh, cry no more darling This dagger will only hurt for a second As I turn it on your stomach And your blood bathes the ground You will bleed the tears I've cried
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Dec 29, 2012
Dec 29, 2012 at 11:26 AM UTC
A bottle of whiskey and Two shots of resentment
I see your skin turning blue As my ruby red hands press even harder I laugh histerically at your face I just commited the perfect ****** You should have listened to me, When I said this wouldn't end up good Not for you at least, because for me there's no more blues don't apologize now, it won't save you anymore Your soul will rott in hell Let me play with this set of knives and your flesh. Shh, cry no more darling This dagger will only hurt for a second As I turn it on your stomach And your blood bathes the ground You will bleed the tears I've cried
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Dec 29, 2012
Dec 29, 2012 at 11:26 AM UTC
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