I Saw Myself Today Again, Again, And Again

I'm so sad

So very sad

I must be the saddest man alive

Let me fuck myself with these words every night

I get off on hatred towards my own malformed face

I was the one that put on this crown of thorns

And for what, to get closer to the burning bush and lamb?

Kick me, punch me, fuck me up

I found Jesus was never born in the best way!

I savor masochism and a frail mind full of lies

But did I put them here myself?

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What Jesus?

What Satan?

What mother fucking Messiah?

Is it only me?

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