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Crippled by your lifeless touch,
The pain you give me is too much.
A touch from you, it is so cold
It's like I'm touching your icy bones.
Your hands caress silhouette,
You think of me as a pet.
And so it is my last resort,
The blade it will resolve the court
The pain you give me is too much.
A touch from you, it is so cold
It's like I'm touching your icy bones.
Your hands caress silhouette,
You think of me as a pet.
And so it is my last resort,
The blade it will resolve the court
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might've spelled a couple words wrong.
might've spelled a couple words wrong.
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alan, i think you're supposed to put the poem in the other box.. the one that says "complete piece"
>_>;
and I think I need to work with you on spelling.
>_>;
and I think I need to work with you on spelling.