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Memories there in my mind
hearing you open my door your razor sharp words, black love in the bed my body shaking with no feeling, just bleeding time ticking bye my mind blinded, like an earth quake the thunder tornado runs through my body, lying like the ragged doll covered by a pillow of shame. Coolness and calmness follows in my prayer, God in his mercy saved me now, a razor blade in my hand thrust deep, for the creep dying crying doing nothing. Just sitting afraid his eyes in a trance, black love his memory my delight for a bastard.
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