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Mass Murder Suicide
written by frotofski_LaVey11:13 AM 12/22/04i'd sell u 4 anything even the dirt
because i dont know what vomit is worth
a morbid-distorted created intellect
im failing im fading im an unencrypted dialect
the roses are black the garden is you
your face is an eden but the sky isnt blue
your eyes are like bullets, shot straight into me
ive seen this reality but only in a dream
its now we've wrapped
our sex life in plastic our pasts taped shut
my feelings in shade cloth our sweetness in dark
our passion in murder my happiness in suicide
your honesty in vile our thoughts in peroxide
its now we've trapped
your beauty in death my sorrow your heart
our sincerity in acid & left there 2 rot
its Haigh its Bundy & all in between
you still have no idea just wat it is ive seen
you left ur hatred within me your psycosis to
amazing how people from 1 become 2
your lust a cancer, a frozen delight
im disappointed 2 know you've left me 2 die
the stars are the street lights the night sky my friend
my voice isnt ignored but still isnt repent
its now we've lost
our dignity in shame our faces in guilt
my weakness in pain your frailty in silt
out meaning in hatred our desires in fault
myself in the screaming & u all along |
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| » Comments / Feedback | by TearzOfBlood (12-22-2004 - 12:48 PM)
| thats really good i wish i could ryme that good i suck at it soo bad check out my poems sometime ok plz and thank you buh byes. |
by (anonymous) (1-1-2005 - 02:21 PM)
| EvilTiger:This poem is cool.It kill all my others. |
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