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Pain darkness
your aim was heartless
promises broken
dominance as a token
familiars then friends
you still bar the entrence
for me to move through
you tore me cause it suits you
playing
my emotions
decaying
rollercoasting
drew me closely
strike a true fling
screw me then dispose me
like a used thing