The Openings

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Very Old.

Fake the smiles just to get to me.

Behind the flesh your mind laughs.

Decaying is your face after you've seen me from the inside. Why does it bother you that I am the way I am?

We're all differnt yet I'm insane for being me.

No sense comes from this place,I need to leave.

Kill me or let me kill myself,

Please, don't take this from me.

Death not possible?

Take this blade and make those blessed cuts to relieve the pain.

One, for everytime you hurt me,

Two, for every time I cried over you,

  Three, for everytime I bled for you.

And I will remeber, you never did said you loved me.

Now I will bleed out my love for you, and sit and wait.

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