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FOR YOUR PAIN
i
wish i was
nothing
for you to hold
on
to
too
two
eons past
specters
no more returns
there
is
no
thing
For us to do anymore
We are broken and torn
I want you to curse me
Blame me for the misery
Just eat my heart out, baby
The bitch is a mother
And I’ll be your fucker
If you curse me
god
damn us now
cruelly
a cross to bear
on
my
back
for
you to fuck
us all
vile in your eyes
eyes
thine
time’s
up
For us to do anymore
We are broken and torn
I want you to curse me
Blame me for the misery
Just eat my heart out, baby
The bitch is a mother
And I’ll be your fucker
If you curse me
i touch upon your stone
a ghost within the host
my rose before your song
echos across the map
OF YOUR PAIN
For us to do anymore
We are broken and torn
I want you to curse me
Blame me for the misery
Just eat my heart out, baby
The bitch is a mother
And I’ll be your fucker
If you curse me
(c) 2017 Frank Green
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