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TheTwighlight

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Cutter - Masochist

Crimson blades feel clean
Make me pay, then stain these sheets
Now I know her cure
"Slit" means home for her

Maybe I'm an abscess
needing to be healed
Maybe I need Access
to see if I can feel
anything but absence
underneath this steel
Doom becoming atoms
The wrath of gloom revealed

Now I know for sure
This means war for her
Heaven knows her source
This means blood, of course

Carved in epidermis,
a tongue I can't explain
The layer where the hurt is, still
burning, turning grey
Bound to find an answer hidden
in disguise
As I try to entrance her,
she's planning my demise

Hell has drones on tour
Queens need thrones, not sores
Heaven grows their own
She needs clones cuz of
evenings drenched in gore
Scars and stabs galore
Knives slice patterns thin
Bleed!
Be born again!
 
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Arousal

Arousal - Masochist

Lately I've been bored
I can't awaken
Slave is not the word
I'm overtaken
by the demon's hordes
I pray for ravens,
but I get the crows
Curse can't be shaken

Riddles causing complications
Critical collaborations
Creeping by in overcoats
Needing to find their Roanoke
I've been the bad guy once before
Yes, twice or thrice or even more
Amphetamine and mania
Obsessed you'll find me
days to come

Terminal distress
Conditioned contact
Memories repressed
that can't be brought back
Leave'em in a cage
There I can watch them
Feed 'em poison grapes
These I have brought them

Scared and unaware
I'm told to question
anyone I dare
I need protection
All my little sins
will be detected
Every solution
will be defective
...be defective...
...be defective...

Feed 'em poison grapes!
I love when they're in pain!
A pornographic bore,
cuz I have done it all & more

Sleeping with the dead is so
seductive
Gravity engraved
in how we function
They won't say a thing
when I am watching
Guess I'll have to sting
their hive that I am lost in
...I am lost in...
...I am lost in...

Pornographic whores!
They've done it all before!
And won't work 'til they get paid Then they'll do anything you say

Love don't mean a thing,
but you would be amazed
Afraid of who will know,
so they will never tell a soul
 
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