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A metaphor for being in an empty relationship... not to be taken literally!


Submitted:Jun 5, 2012    Reads: 8    Comments: 0    Likes: 1   


NecroFEELYA can't conceal ya urges to fuck the dead Hey Mr. willya please reveal the tendencies inside your head Her blood willspill ya get ya fillya just can't seem to stay away Love and feel'ya just to kill ya save you for a rainy day TIRED OF MORTALITY SICK OF MORALITY THIS ABNORMALITY STUCK IN YOUR HEAD LONG FOR DUALITY YOUR JUST A CASUALTY LOST RATIONALITY YOU JUST KEEP FUCKING THE DEAD I'LL KINDA MISS'YA BUT STILL HUG AND KISS'YA EVEN AFTER YOUR DEAD HOPE THEY DON'T MISS'YA CUT UP AND SPLIT'YA MAKE LOVE TO YOUR SEVERED HEAD...




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