jonathan davis
serated edgethe beautiful justification of a blade against the skin the sweet sorrow of a life he used to lead the flesh tears open wat he thinks is blood starts to poorserated edge
he doesnt realize he's dieing he slips to a false setto self
he lies on the floor his broken dreams poor from him in the form of a thick reddy-black liquid
its so dark now he stumbles from the floor small sharp blade in his clenshed fist
he has big holes inserted in his body was it him or someone else he feels shock a cold wave runs through his body and it sticks to him &
ITS A BOY!!
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Body loves body, body loves cruelly, your strongest desire is body, your strongest desire is body...
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*wreathed in dreams as she weaves her witchcraft*
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"Art is the single seed that either feeds or destroys the world. Art is god."-Clown
"Praise the lord! Load the ammunition! God wants us to go to war!"-Serj Tankian
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Lulz lulz shut it, you lord of virginity.
If you fjdksl your luiulhn, qwer here.
-_-KoRn RoCk-_-
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JEWS DID WTC!!!!!!1!!!1111
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the cake is a lie...
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*wreathed in dreams as she weaves her witchcraft*
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