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Jul 2013
Welcome home, take a seat.
Your soul is our favorite treat.
Did you have fun up there?
In our wonderland of despair.
We set it up just for you.
Savoring things you couldn't stand through.
Your pain brought us joy.
Using your heart as our little toy.
Soon we will send you back up.
To watch our poor helpless pup.
You think you've had it bad.
The worst is soon to be had.
So take a breath,
Up next is your silent death.
Bleeding Rose
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Bleeding Rose  wonderland
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