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07:48pm 15/05/2005
 
mood: blah
music: Just guess.
oh my beautiful liar
oh my precious whore
my disease my infection
I am so impure
devils speak of the ways in which she'll manifest
angels bleed from the tainted touch of my caress
need to contaminate to alleviate this loneliness
I now know the depths I reach are limitless.


I love Nine Inch Nails...
 
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