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In the darkness of the Night I live.
written by Misery03:55 PM 7/7/04in the darkness I live
in your mind you can think of the sadisticly sick games
which in the dark of night I play
a monster is what you say
when people bring up my name
so I'm sick and sadistic, and put bedside the fact that I love when you suffer
I enjoy your pain, nad I think screams are wonderful sounds
I have a tale of grotesque fun following me around
but still by the hunters I haven't been found
I always escape
no matter what the case
I wander the streets, this 'monster' is what you'll soon face
this is my fun
and my passion is mostly about blood
and pain is what I love
you hope you'll never end up meeting me
a monster was never what I intended to be
my type of fun is something you may never see...
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Dark Creature, Loves to make others Suffer.= Don't Judge unless you understand. =
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| » Comments / Feedback | by Evil Kittikins (7-28-2004 - 05:29 AM)
| Interesting poem. I was wondering what your thoughts were when you wrote this? What exactly are you trying to convey.
Do you truly think yourself this monster or is it rather that you think you have hurt others in the past and so you are expressing this in a warning? |
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