Topic: Curling up alone | |
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I wake up in the blackness and your face is like a metal bat bashing at my skull. I'd like to get up and run but I'm floating up toward the soft light screaming for dear life.
Why do you feel the need to torture me with your soft embrace? Why do you not care of the hell you've created for me? And so I curl up in bed dreaming of the day I'll meet the demon in disguise who will tear my soul to threads. |
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Because if I cared you would not love me |
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