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I am the creator of my own misery (lyrical poem)
I cut myself and I bleed
I cut myself and I bleed
I cut myself and I bleed
I cut myself and I bleed
I am the creator of my own misery
Father forgive me for my own heresy
But I just allow the razors to consume me
The old familiar sting I cannot kill away
My melancholia will forever stay
The despair of prayer
The bloody mess I made
I look at my reflection in the glare
I cut myself and I bleed
I cut myself and I bleed
I am the creator of my own misery
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It was Brian's blood, and for some reason I knew it was pure.-Mysterious Skin





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IF YOU THINK ANTHRAX DOESN’T BELONG IN THE BIG FOUR
FUCK YOURSELF!!
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