

Pain is GoodGentle blood trickling down your bodyPain is Good
Tears from Heaven Rain from Hell
Violent screams ripping shreds against your flesh
Don't tell the truth Speak only of lies
Brutal fists pounding your face
Bruises swell to a glory of colours
A harem of bastards A night of sweet pain
For it is my blood that trickles down my body


How I hate her......How I hate her more than dried up lipstick, spam trying to sell. moreHow I hate her......
than the bitter taste of milk gone to hell you want me to feel well And then you tell tell "don't worry about her trace on my cock and her blood on my heart we are no more, and broken appart"
How I hate her more than dolls prettier than mine. more than papercuts, maggots and people feelin "fine" you tell me it's over
done and bye but I still see her in your eye eye it's such a lie lie
How I Hate Her More than sickness in a wound, kids gone mad. &n
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sometimes we try so hard we forget what we're doing,
sometimes we lie so much we forget who we are
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