

Crimson SatisfactionHeart beat racing, My eyes go dark An inferno whithin me waiting... waiting for the igniting sparkCrimson Satisfaction
Voices chanting my name, Taunting my decision The consequences for my display I could not envision
Snapping the tension, my ties are unbound The hairs on the back of my neck stand at attention Time itself is slowing down
I lose control... my hands tainted... covered in the warm crimson satisfaction
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If I have to suffer any more, Mel Gibson is going to make a f%*#ing movie about me!!!
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have fun!!
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"We cannot choose what we are - yet what are we, but the sum of our choices?"
- Rob Grant
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