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He’s just as fucked up as the rest of us. Some of us just wear our creep on our sleeves.

T.L. Martin

Don’t play with the Devil, he always cheats.
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Cheating Devil Play Yourself
I desire very little, but the things I do consume me.
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Consumption Desire Myself
I’m a bird trapped in a self-made cage.
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Bird Myself Prison Trap
There’s nothing more dishonest than words.
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Honesty Word
She wore her scars as her best attire. A stunning dress made of hellfire.
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Best Fire Hell Myself Scars Stunning
You will eventually lose control, and when you do – when you lose every last shred of it until you can’t see red from black, right from wrong – I will be here. Ready to back you up, the way you should be doing for me.
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Control Lose Ready See Wrong Yourself
When half the town, law enforcement included, has paid the woman in question for an ‘adult evening,’ it’s almost impressive how quickly she loses credibility.
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Herself Impression Law Lose Pay Price Question Quick Woman
Maybe I’ve dragged myself through the mud since then, but even mud hardens beneath your shoes. I must be standing on a mountain of it by now. And no one can touch me from way the hell up here.
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Hard Hell Myself Stand Touch
Do not feel lonely, the entire universe is inside you.
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Feeling Lonely Yourself
We both know you won’t touch her. You’re going to force her to be deprived just because you are.
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Force Touch Yourself
It’s just a question. A question whose answer no longer has the power to hurt me.
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Hurt Myself Power Question
Crawl inside this body, find me where I am most ruined – love me there.
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Body Love Myself Ruin
Love me like my demons do.
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Demon Love Myself
Like I’m a puzzle to be worked out and he’s got all damn day.
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Day Myself Puzzle Work
Pushing out a breath, I lean against the wall and slide to the floor. I sit beside her for as long as it takes. Listening until her sobs fade and the shower turns on.
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Breathe Fade Floor Herself Listening Shower
Before I found an outlet through sex and blood.
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Blood Myself Sex

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