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| I am empty, betrayed by pain my mind dead and mangled life left me I cry out for death's touch - a pitiful abyss destroyed | |
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| Falling ever darkly into the ebon abyss of feral eyes, screaming against the groping fingers of your torment | |
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| Why aren't they laughing? Can't they see I'm gay? | |
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