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[loveischemicals]

You build me up with your wishin hell,
I didn't have to sell you..
you threw your money in the pissing well,
you do just what they tell you.

REPENT!!
that's what I'm talking about!!
I shed the skin to feed the fake..
REPENT!!
That's what I'm talking about!!
Who's mistake am I anyway?

You cut the head off

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[poetache]

I love this:

prick your finger
it is done
the moon has
now eclipsed the sun
the angel has
spread its wings
the time has come
for bitter things.