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Red Ink
By darkversion
Today I saw you with another guy
tell me why I torture myself,
tell me why I let this get to me
I'm pist as hell and have no control,
lost my nerve, nothing I can do
I'm fed up with this, so lisen to what I'll do
I'm done with this but not with you,
but of angry jelous in red ink.
So take this poem and figure out the clue.
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© 2006 darkversion
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On Monday, May 8, 2006, mywristshurt
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wrote:
i think i got it.. but why would you be with someone that will torture you so?
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A former member wrote:
that was really good! fuck guys!hehe they can be such dicks
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On Monday, May 8, 2006, Muse
(57) wrote:
a rythmic pounding on tortured drums of rage, screaming quietly as demons in our minds. great write *winks*
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