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Cry you sad sad song.
Let it echo through out your own personal hell.
Where te demons are your friends,
The devil is your family.
So cry and cry my sad love.
Let it out till your words bleed.
With the pain your heart turns into a beatless stone.
The blood in your vains run cold as ice.
Not even the fire can melt it.
You cast out all help and love.
You are the unloved the unneeded.
Cry that bitter sweet song.
Let your tears run dry.
Clutch that stone cold heart and walk away.
You have nothing left to sing.
-sadex-
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