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love poem

You wear the crown of thorns, Baby,

And I'll nail you upon the cross

Bleed for humanity,Baby,

While I sit and get off.

Tell me how we'll all be saved

When you rise from your grave.

Sit and bleed for me, Baby,

Tell me how I'll be saved.

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Sep 23, 2012
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