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Seven Years Of Misery
Shatter a mirror And bring upon me (Why ever not, might as well) Seven years of misery Light up a fire And burn me at the stake To replace this passion Which won’t cease to rage Poke out my eyes They’re only looking blue What use are they to me If I can’t lay eyes on you? Break my every bone And never let them heal Nothing could be worse Than this pain that I feel Why not give me cancer, Let it eat me up alive Remove every organ Til there’s nothing left inside Fill my blood with poison, Send it pumpin' 'round my veins Place me in a coffin But don’t cry for my remains Rip out my heart And let me bleed to death I shall whisper your name With my final breath Thank you to terrilee for the awardicon
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