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Next Move...
Permeating my skin
This December depression
Seeps into my soul
My constant hunger
For excitement and newness
Wears raw patches
Into my existence
What can I do?
Take another hit
Break another heart
Write a new lamentation
Of my diseased mind
I'm just an empty shell
Filling up on useless folly
Follow me down to hell
And dance with our shadows
Casting figures on the walls
Don't hold on to me
I'll only make you fall
Down into the pit
Of dark pleasures
And pain
This December depression
Seeps into my soul
My constant hunger
For excitement and newness
Wears raw patches
Into my existence
What can I do?
Take another hit
Break another heart
Write a new lamentation
Of my diseased mind
I'm just an empty shell
Filling up on useless folly
Follow me down to hell
And dance with our shadows
Casting figures on the walls
Don't hold on to me
I'll only make you fall
Down into the pit
Of dark pleasures
And pain
Published 18th Dec 2014
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18th Dec 2014 8:49pm
Kitty this is kind of sad but at the same time sexy..
Don't hold on to me
I'll only make you fall
Down into the pit
Of dark pleasures
And pain
I'd take the fall gladly.. great inking with love Crim
Don't hold on to me
I'll only make you fall
Down into the pit
Of dark pleasures
And pain
I'd take the fall gladly.. great inking with love Crim
