.This crown of thorns makes my head bleed the tears of grief until my swollen eyes canât see the motive for your love is need. A whipping boy to beat. The undertones of misery, hide behind a smile and wait to destroy me. Deteriorating. Maybe true love is elusive this sick sad love is abusive. I wis.
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