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Corrupted little Bastard
written by ForsakenDream04:12 AM 12/14/04Crushing your dreams under my weight of hatred.
Watching you cry with a bleeding spirit.
With all intension aiming at being good,
The worst things ever come from what you thought it shouldnt.
A forsaken voice in the back of your head.
A lost spirit making you turn on me again.
What have we become?
A world of puke and scum.
Fuck this place and your dreams,
Fuck your voice for speaking through me.
Lost in a ocean of confussion.
I took your hand out of hope and maybe greed.
Im going to watch you fail this time.
Instead of you watching me.
Your ideas go beyond fucked up in the head.
My plots to turn on you are funny instead.
I never hated as much as I do now.
So just ease off before you let the demon in me out... |
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