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Aug 2012
Take me away to an island of pain
Where I can strip naked and dance in the acid rain.
Clouds of monoxide, trees of barbed wire,
I climb high and inhale then jump into the fire.
When the skin has been burned and/or irritated
I look into the mirror and feel slightly degraded.
I'm just a masochistic misfit feeling ritualistic,
Painting pictures with the knife which I slit my own wrist with.
Auroleus
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