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Feb 2014
You
You were there in my dreams last night
You were the cold chill I couldn't shake
You were the blood dripping down my arms
You smiled back from the depths of that crimson pool
You taught one thing and one thing only
Fear
You are these suicidal thoughts planted in my head
You ripped my innocence, at least the last of it
You degraded any sense of security I had left
You altered my mind into a complete and utter wasteland
All for what? Just to use me as your muse, to have
Fun?
Insanely Delirious
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Insanely Delirious  18/F/United States
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