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Crush my soul with outrageous demands
Feed my mind with hateful lies
Fill my heart will untrue promises
Posion me with insecurities

Paint my sorrows with my blood
Burn my happiness on a stake
Isolate me until I'm nothing
Break my bones until their ash
Then collect my tears in a jar and save it for your stash

Write my story with your despicable ending
Make me feel the worst feelings and call it fair
Lace my existence with pure venom
Play your games until I give up
But yet they say this world isn't pure hell?
-s

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