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Apr 2020
i rip out pieces of me and put them on your plate
you savor them but don't digest
if you want to abandon me
then be my guest
when you give me time i realize i'm blessed

for every second of my stomping chest
i feel like your love is a test
come to mine but bring a vest
be prepared for a hell fest

the devil doesn't let me rest'
i fell right out of Satan's nest

being held in place
by your blinding grace
i have lost my face
my life is just a chase

i stand on Jigsaw's throne
as i squeeze your face
pulling out my sharpened blade
i like watching your life fade

this is what you've made
insanity is my maid
love is horror
Aurél
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Aurél  17/M/Slovakia
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