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Dec 2015
I cry at night because of you.
I am your humble servant.
So please, My Lord just treat me well.
And **** me on the spot.

Iā€™m sure you want to cause me pain
because that is who you are.
Instead, please cause even more
by taking me to the grave.

The pain in my soul will no longer be there.
It will have gone to the stars.
But the pain to others will be even greater
than what you could cause me.

So I pray, My Lord, Satan.
To take me away from here.
Bring pain to my family, whom I hold dear
which Iā€™m sure will make you happy.
Christina Cox
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Christina Cox  Utah
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