My passion

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I like the stars as it twinkles at night
Because it chases my fright
I like the sun at day
But non can compare to my blade
When it slides gently against my skin
I can feel the comfortable heat
When I decide its time to feed my blade
I put my skin at it's fate.

it passes through my skin
That sends my blood high
Makes all the bad people go away
Chases the hurt from my soul
Gives me warmth in the cold
And guess what? It tickles my dark soul.

Th

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