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Sep 2014
You are a deep wound in My heart
Forgive Me!
Oh, How many
thousands of times
I would have taken You
into My arms
and rocked You to sleep
how I would have fed You
from My soul's longing
from the life that dwells in My soul
laid open the blood
the blood flowing in My veins
for you pleasure alone
Oh, sweet suffering
How I value My sweet suffering
Rather than have a love
Oh, so shallow
The blood from My heart's suffering
flows oh so red
your unrequited love
it is a deep wound in My soul
never will eternity be the same
Place a stone over My head
place it oh so high
write there
His body died
for the love of a raven haired demon
because His soul could not
fulfill its eternal longing
Oh, how I treasure
the unrequited love
of a beautiful and unloving
raven haired demon
more than a million
fair haired angels
be they ever
a million times over
as bright and lovely
as all the stars of heaven
and now I rest
in a private hell
that knows no end
oh, how I would rather
have You oh raven haired demon
then all the pleasures of My eternal home
and know no end
of sweet suffering
of My soul for Your soul
Oh My sweet tormenting demon
I will love You
till the sun and stars burn out
and the universe grows cold
and forever more
Written by
Olan Douglas Webb
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   Tyler Durden
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