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Mix: Turnuende*

  Mix: Turnuende*
Posted
Jun 28th 2005
Music
Silouhette
Who am I?
i am a crowd-pleaser.
I will show you my scars, a prelude to the main feature.
Treat your family and friends to my torture.
This is 'thee end' to my courtship.
I am a silouhette of a love-sunk love ship.
I really can't take any more of this old shit.
Cutting myself as if though I was once a kid.
Choices of childhood were never here; "Ladies and Gentelmen, please take your bid."
I won the fight but was lost in sin.
I found myself, I found my kin.
Without thine love, I'll cut my skin.
With the pain, out let within.

Love. Trust. Concern.
Shove. Thrust. Burn.

~Mix.
 

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Zeanu Says:

Super Duper Pooper Scooper.

You're a cunt. 'Cause... you've got a gay grunt.

My fist in your throat, you hump like a goat.

THE END...

(nothing personal)