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```~.There are, no words.~```
On the rising of the sun,
Upon the trail winding nowhere
You recited my words,
You read my tome,
And I came to you,
After we fucked, the Demon in me tasted you,
What was once attached to just me,
I pass along to you, anger, spiritual repressions, DNA, and my Demons
Impregnated with me, and the child of my ways,
You are not just studded but you carry my burdens now,
As will everyone that you will be with,
And that hears you,
You kept the door open,
And Let Me In;
```~.There are, no words.~```
```~~.To Find Hell With Me.~~```
Upon the trail winding nowhere
You recited my words,
You read my tome,
And I came to you,
After we fucked, the Demon in me tasted you,
What was once attached to just me,
I pass along to you, anger, spiritual repressions, DNA, and my Demons
Impregnated with me, and the child of my ways,
You are not just studded but you carry my burdens now,
As will everyone that you will be with,
And that hears you,
You kept the door open,
And Let Me In;
```~.There are, no words.~```
```~~.To Find Hell With Me.~~```
Published 12th Jun 2015
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