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dusty butterflies in a dark memory
silent and restless i cannot look back shadows clinging on me..pulling they rip these chains..reveal myself empty..naked..giving in.. you cut..piece by piece.. sewing them back..the scars remind me of your touch..you lips.. scratch..bite..open me up and take a glimpse inside me the feelings are waiting to be teased. mock my love..hate me..never let me rest.. play with me..catch me..throw me away push me against the wall..rape my soul.. hit me..leave me waiting on the empty streets.. pull these strings..tell me how you want it i shall be your personal puppet brake a thousand mirrors..bleeding holding your hand for this last time. let me die.. to fall..oblivion awaits me.. somewhere far away from this place there's nothing more to fight for.. emptiness and disbelief.. kiss my rotten lips and close the grave abandon your memories within me.. let me have it all..leave me with the illusion that you once were mine..
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