The room is dim
Lit only by candles
On my satin-sheeted bed
Ecstacy rising
It hurts
Feel so good
Do it again
Dont stop
I feel so good
So free
Dont stop
Dont EVER stop
Oh, GOD!
The pain
Its so invigorating
So HOT
Cut my arm
Right your name
Let it bleed
I turn on the light and put down the blade
Look at the marks of my own hate
I love the pain you do not know
But I cry when I remember I was always alone...
Copyright 2004 Taylor Hunt
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