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Wednesday, July 11, 2007


   tourtured spirits by marylin manson
they slit our throats
like we were flowers
and our milk has been devouredwhen you want it
goes away too fast
sometimes you hate it
never seems to last
just remember when you think your free
the crack inside your fucking heart is me

i wish i could sleep but i cant lay on my back
because a knife for everytime ive kissed you

lie to me
cry to me
give to me i would
lie with me
cry with me
give to me
i could

keep all our secrets after death allways.....

then we die holding hands

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