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scissors
written by Deadkittycat03:38 AM 11/7/04I rock back n forth
hating this whore
thinking about whats in store
bloody scissors on the floor..what are they for?
every minute i'm dieing even more
my arms are so sore
whats the score?
25 blood drops now on the floor
my arms atore
that stupid whore!
i'm starting to cut even more
this lushious gore
its delisous
dont be so suspisious
I dont do this no more... |
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| » Comments / Feedback | by cheesepuff (11-7-2004 - 04:11 AM)
by 4got_to_4get (11-7-2004 - 04:17 AM)
| good...but alot of rhyming. |
by skulls (2-28-2005 - 07:40 AM)
| hey i thought it was cool |
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