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Slashing, slicing, cutting, bleeding.
The pain i feel for your deceiving.
Kill my heart, kill my joy.
In the end i was just a toy.
I want to forever sleep,
and watch my blood begin to seep.
The pain i feel for your deceiving.
Kill my heart, kill my joy.
In the end i was just a toy.
I want to forever sleep,
and watch my blood begin to seep.
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