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Created on 5-9-07
as this crimson lquid dries
the man looks at it
thinking about why he should let her go
yet he cant
he became nothing more than he was
and yet he still wont be good enough
how could he change?
how could he survive?
she said he would never be hers
the only mistess you bow to
is the mistress of pain
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