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suicidal damnnation
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Created on 5-4-08
suicidal damnnation
sometimes when i wake up crying at night
theres always this force that keeps me
losing my profane fight.
from telling me to cut the razor deep.
i have seen all the dark forces of the world.
torn apart to create my all out chaos.
in my dreams i am loved,
in my destiny i am hated despised
even kicked to the ground and spit upon.
thinking of how once i spilled my blood,
wishing you would just leave i cut my wrist and
cried out in pain i never really seen the shame i would gain.
sometimes when i wake up crying at night
theres always this force that keeps me
losing my profane fight.
from telling me to cut the razor deep.
i have seen all the dark forces of the world.
torn apart to create my all out chaos.
in my dreams i am loved,
in my destiny i am hated despised
even kicked to the ground and spit upon.
thinking of how once i spilled my blood,
wishing you would just leave i cut my wrist and
cried out in pain i never really seen the shame i would gain.
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