Loving Backstab -
by Erik Smith
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The purest feeling I have felt
Is this of pure desire
She touched my soul
Then slit my throat
And set my heart on fire
Everything that she has done
She's done with best intentions
She did her best
Shot through my vest
I always gave permission
My life I give to my savior
The one that still controls me
She helped me up
She beat me down
I wouldn't change her any
Forever I fear hope always together
With the things below me
I flirt suspicious happy never-ending terror
With the things destroy me
I'm addicted caressed never repenting
With the things employ me
Shred my psyche
Make me happy
Make my head implode
Fix my being
Keep on singing
Pleasant thoughts reload
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