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My Crime.

With savage hunger I dive, I lie My life too hard to fake, I break Lines on my arms, tell of tears I cry. Deaths plague the earth for which I stand A cardiomorphic design implanted on my side With savage hunger I dive… I lie. Sewing needles to mend my broken heart Tear skin, create sin Lines on my arms, tell of tears I cry. Life too violent, for infant like skin My body, infected with ill desires With savage hunger I dive…. I lie. Like an addict, I’m driven to sin Over and over again Lines on my arms, tell of tears I cry. Until, my lifeless flesh departs my brittled bones Shall I meet my only desire… With savage hunger I dive…. I lie… Lines on my arms, tell of tears I cry.
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michaela-roach
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Aug 14, 2011
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