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Silent
You attacked me with taint
As i wanted to faint
You like to play
The sacred saint
When no ones around
You draw that sound
That strangled cry
That you were pleased you found
I am red with shame
From you twisted game
Cant tell a soul
Cant speak your name
No longer your prisoner of hate
But still the fear does sedate
Noone knows but you and me
The things you did to humiliate
As i wanted to faint
You like to play
The sacred saint
When no ones around
You draw that sound
That strangled cry
That you were pleased you found
I am red with shame
From you twisted game
Cant tell a soul
Cant speak your name
No longer your prisoner of hate
But still the fear does sedate
Noone knows but you and me
The things you did to humiliate
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