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The room

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There is a place in my heart It is a place dark and deep It is a room without the door It's a sad and dirty cage. There is a place inside me Where i keep my awful monster He's a strange creature He's a cruel angel He's my hate He's my sin He's my punishment He is all my life, my reason, my love There is a place in my heart.

Hurt Me

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Hurt me! Lets my bleeding heart on a bed of thorns. But, it's sure, always I'll follow you. I'll follow your scent in the wake of the wind. I'll follow your steps along the paths of perversion. I'll follow your shadow in a hellish descent. And, cursing you, I'll burn with you. Keep on... Hurt me!

I'm a mess

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I'm a mess. In all my thoughts and actions. I'm a mess. In life, in dreams I do. In all I feel, I live, I understand. I'm a mess. ❖ I'm a mess. In the need of caresses that I don't ask you. I'm a mess. In the effort to give me an attitude with you. I'm a mess. In trying to give you my dark love. I'm a mess. In show you the worst that I have inside. I'm a mess. ❖ I'm a mess. I am a trapped soul in a dirty cage

I feel

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It calls me. I feel it. In the head, in the flesh. ...On the bones... It's black and deep. It feeds me!