Gallery of Pain: sweet red by Brad 25
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Brad 25
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My lips sting from cold air
Nitrous frozen knees afraid to shake Pause, retreat, you're not there Over soaked pupils, my vision quake Bring the pain Nicotine stained fingers fidget Stainless steel holds an edge better Not too deep idiot Dry skin becomes wetter Bring the pain That edge doesn't glimmer That sliver don't shine Now red, what used to shimmer That crimson is mine Bring the pain Again, again, again, again Horizontal swipes Focus the sorrow into pain Five red tiger stripes Bring the pain Suspicion in park "I scraped it in the shop" Hide the mark Let the subject drop Bring the pain Inflict the worst on myself Scared puppies in denial spectate Fuck myself, my health Quick fix with no aftertaste Bring the pain I want it Bring the pain I need it Bring the pain I need to forget Bring the pain What really hurts Bring it Please! |
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