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Teksty: Killwhitneydead. I Already Have Enough Friends.

The lies you spat flood my veins
Rippling beneath my skin
I must cut my trembling wrists
And cleanse myself of such sin
Look into my eyes
What do u see??
A broken man with a heart so decived
I bleed,yet i breathe anew