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The Dog

Come find trust in my voice
home in thought of my being
i will will always throw you bones
i will always fall for your play
keep the lessons in your dreams
there is something to everything
and after all this
you will bite me anyway
crush my flesh
tear my house
shit everywhere
with all the good
you come more violent...
i fail to find the something in your irony
should i beat you up
for you to value me
should i choke you
should i become cold ...
my friend i will always throw you bones
let you take it aways and come for more
let you destroy me
let you have your meat
let you know you are loved
your are leaving me cold
you are leaving me cold
i don't understand
it is love for love
is it not ?
Written by MarekMonster (The Night Hunter)
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