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Blood letting just to slake the lust of the little fangs writhing around the

trough

Oh how they run

While my love, back home at our infirmary, is drying up

Her heart beat is on hold

So if tomorrow finds her dead

I’ll blame the ones that «loved» me best;

That worthless lying crowd of snakes and the committee of pigs that suck on the

breast of a pregnant pen and shit out promises

I’m chastened by a spiteful and unrelenting «gift»

Like a horse at the end of a whip, yet still holding up

But my love, she doesn’t reap what I sow

We cannot dine on bread alone

Give me the fuck what I am owed

Because Daddy needs a new pair of shoes and my girl is too gold to be blue

I have given you everything but it is never enough

My heart beat is on hold

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