Wish I was too dead to cry
My self-affliction fades
Stones to throw at my creator
Masochists to wich I cater
You don't need to bother, I don't need to be
I'll keep slipping farther
But once I hold on, I won't let go till it bleeds
Wish I was too dead to care
If indeed I cared at all
Never had a voice to protest
So you fed me shit to digest
I wish
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