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If you love someone so much that you would die for them, but they would never love you back, then you're already dead. |
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In my dreams my veins become a map that guide me through insanity... |
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With deathly thorns of despair |
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XXxLet the blade dance upon my arm and the blood rush out from within mexXx |
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You cant spell slaughter without laughter... |
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Push a little harder. |
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Forget it u will never understand me.. i am unexplainable in this world of misery |
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Shadows crawl across |
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"DIE LIKE YOU ARE DEAD. |
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Infirm of prupose! Give me the daggers. The sleeping and the dead are but pictures; 'tis the eye of childhood that fears a painted devil. If he do bleed, I'll gild the faces of the grooms withal, for it must seem their guilt. |