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Cold and dark decay on the inside
Nothing has changed
From that cold winters day
Broken and bleeding
Withering away inside
Never have I felt this much pain
Holding back never letting go
Locked inside of my soul
Scarred through the bones
Knicks on my bones from my savior
My only friend I know
Begging to die slowly and painfully
Knowing its the only way
To get rid of this dark decay
Screaming inside for relief
Blood soaked through
Losing the battle within

Manson's Whore AKA Misty