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I see now
written by Genocide Reaper01:47 PM 11/2/04| I see you now for who are you, and not what you were the day I ran across her. I see now my words were just a waste of air, I never should have told you to care. This all is remorseless hate for you cunt. I wish I could have hacked you to pieces and shut you in a trunk. Draging you off to your ice cold watery grave, I fucking hate you! and no one cares. Not even me, because if I told the world, they would all stare. I'll keep this between me and the monster, he won't dare, speak to your mother. I'm just trying to overkill the situation, because its what I do best. I see this now for what it is. A sentimental tie to my memory. I hear your crys, when I sleep at night, how you begged me to be indifferent. I taste your saliva as I think about those strawberry flavored lips, how all I can think of is fucking you in every oriface as I trace my hands over your face. I can't help but feel the need to leave a thick, and sticky paste upon those lips then walk out of the door, leaving you with one last word. Whore. |
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| » Comments / Feedback | by Bloody_Wrist_Angel (11-2-2004 - 11:24 PM)
| prett damn good..... nice work :) |
by dacode05 (11-11-2004 - 09:30 AM)
| "the day you ran across her"? it's the only thing im confused about being a part of this work. |
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