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Sarah number cunt
written by Genocide Reaper11:21 PM 3/2/05| Rushing veins pumping adrenaline into my brain. Ready and willing to serve you nothing but pure fucking pain. I'm going to be your demise, you are every fucking thing I despise, you atheist, to stubborn to see, God is a pessimist! Fucking idiot, thinking you know everything. You call yourself a poet, how about this face the great psychotic! You will never be shit! Lacking direction, nothing but arrogance, and hesitation! I can see you now, a sad pathetic frightened child! Well little girl welcome to the war zone where its wild! This is the world get use to it you fucking idiocy ruled hippy! Don't cry now, suck it up like you want to, you simple minded slut! Pick yourself up out of your one viewed rut! If I could see you dead and starting to rot, it would be a smile to my face, I would dedicate everything Iv got, just to show you, I am everything you are not! Better in everyway, with a little faith in something besides a human heart, something with more gratitude for my fight, give up like you want to. Loser, quitter, liar, back stabber, I bet you don't have any friends, I bet you love all the childish trends. Trying to keep up with style and fashion, because you think that's a life, instead of expanding your mind, you just expand your cunt! The day you die, everyone you know will give a happy sigh, and all your hippy family will just get high! I bet your mother was a cracked out junkie, and your brother made you spank the monkey. Do you still think you know it all? Will you ever learn that all you can ever accomplish is to bow down and crawl? Bending to a world that wants nothing to do with you! Praising yourself, the one that hates everything you've become. I'm willing to lay everything of mine on the line to say when you look in the mirror all you see is a worthless criticizing cancer! |
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| » Comments / Feedback | by Whisperthewind (3-2-2005 - 11:26 PM)
| Wow! this poem is so cool! |
by Morbid Angel (3-2-2005 - 11:28 PM)
by Morbid Angel (3-2-2005 - 11:34 PM)
| I did actually type something there...Hmm. Oh well. Good work Geno, good to see you're still fighting :) xx |
by Misery (3-3-2005 - 12:01 AM)
| You have a very strong psychotic obsession |
by sarah10087 (3-3-2005 - 03:17 PM)
| there is nothing new nor strong here, just a repetion of previous ideologies. . . if you are everything that i am not i assume you are an unimaginative, unmoved coward. As i said, you only talk of fighting as you cannot fight. You only talk of rape because you cannot get it up. You only talk of strength as you are weak. you talk of leadership when all you do is follow. I do not adhere to fashion, gothic, prep or otherwise!! |
by Genocide Reaper (3-3-2005 - 10:55 PM)
| You assume? Yet again? After previously proving yourself wrong countless times? Oh well.. That just means. WRONG! lol.. Still stuck in your narrow minded path. |
by sarah10087 (3-4-2005 - 12:17 PM)
| Still caught up in loving yourself as others refuse to love you, i suppose any love is as good as your own. |
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