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Hidden pleasure
People always talk bad about a knife in the back [/font]
I don’t [/font]
I love how easily it slips into me[/font]
Split my skin to that burning knife[/font]
Everyday I look for an excuse to degrade and deface myself [/font]
It isn’t hard[/font]
[/font]
You’re my sweet nectar [/font]
My dirty forbidden pleasure [/font]
Everyone tells me not to do it [/font]
But they never understand [/font]
They don’t understand how much i crave, no ache for it[/font]
[/font]
I know in my head it’s wrong [/font]
But the forbidden fruit has never tasted sweeter[/font]
I don’t [/font]
I love how easily it slips into me[/font]
Split my skin to that burning knife[/font]
Everyday I look for an excuse to degrade and deface myself [/font]
It isn’t hard[/font]
[/font]
You’re my sweet nectar [/font]
My dirty forbidden pleasure [/font]
Everyone tells me not to do it [/font]
But they never understand [/font]
They don’t understand how much i crave, no ache for it[/font]
[/font]
I know in my head it’s wrong [/font]
But the forbidden fruit has never tasted sweeter[/font]
Published 17th Nov 2010
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