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the cell
my dad bought me this book at borders the other day as a stocking stuffer. is this a good book of kings? i love king but some of his newer work is slacking. so is this worth the time to read?
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http://www.dvdaficionado.com/dvds.html?id=psycho_butthead Look at your creation,Under constant sedation.Cut and made to bleed,Off my wounds you continue to feed.You tell me your sorry with those lying eyes,Then pull out a knife which is no surprise.Teasing the blade accross my throat,Slowly sliding me out of my coat. Blood slowly runs down my chest,Mezmerized by my pale skin yet you look impressed. You raise the knife above my chest,Wispering words to my heart of theft.Welcome to the my world,The blade of that knife is the last thing my heart held. |
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