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one last blood spill ( chainsaws broken)
written by Psychoace12:09 PM 1/1/05tonight i sleep in my cozzy little straight jacket...
there you are sitting across from me in this dark room they call what was it oh yeah....Hell.
your lucky.....chainy isn't here he gets very jealous when you look at me with those melancholy filled eyes.....
don't worry its ok.....
i'll stay by you until they say....
Fucker its your time...time to bleed like all the others.....
Then ill say ok boss whatever you say and as he goes to put me in the chair.....
well since chainys not here i'll stick a fucking spork in his neck......haha i hit a nerve yea!
now as for you my love.........
wait what are you talking about you can't see all i did was peel back those little things called eyelids so i could see the truth.......
and the truth is skull fucking hurts.......... |
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| » Comments / Feedback | by BloodDrippingOnTheFloor (1-1-2005 - 12:13 PM)
| lol you crazy fucker xD
i put you in part of my poem xD |
by devils angel 13 (1-1-2005 - 04:59 PM)
| wow...once again. i like your poems, even though i said that many times. but your great at this. just well...wow. |
by _Anything_to_be_Loved_ (1-11-2005 - 02:57 PM)
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