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A yummy bruised up dessert

I never wanna be touched affectionately just fucked
And so you desire for more of what I have not
Now my iniquities is all off nothing I posses
So hate me, despise me, be the death of me

Rejection for me, ignored, now hedonistic abuse seem heavenly
Confusion suffered in beauty but beaten purity in disgrace
Fractured spirit in fear feeds my aroused hunger
Blood puddles salty tears to conclude my dessert
Fulfillment shall see me to hell and back for more.

Written by Sadsmiles
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