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Nov 2010
You are deceitful...
You offer me all the 'good' things that will Slowly **** me in the end...
***, alcohol, cigarettes...
Feels good at first...
Then it hurts in the process...
Eating me alive from the inside...
Till i have no blood and flesh left on me...

Good things gone bad.
Bad things gone good.

Strange... I enjoy your torturing love...
Written by
Tuomas Hirvonen
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