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Laid me over a broken chair pulled my hair, scrubbed me clean gave me all the finer things disillusioned mind astray which disgrace chosen to pay instance when she was away Played my roll, custom my shell deep into numb I fell stripped all purity clean allowed no one to intervene drank it blind disguise my shame kissed child morbid profound fucking perverse Dripped dress in mud fell into the ice stripped the little tree faded porcelain debris sordid remorse derived from amnesty to tarnish the purse so fucking perverse lashed out tongue, bid my price shook my cup, played a Die pasted to a bitter lie choke it down, swallow back wore her ugly crown cut wrists died black broken porcelain debris sifted remorse psychologically tarnish the purse so fucking perverse


Created on ... July 21, 2004