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Get to the ending
written by Genocide Reaper05:27 AM 3/6/05| A heretic, a psychotic, a poetic deity of death and devastation, insane deranged, fuck it all. I love the pain. Take me away with the day. Take me away with the dawn. Blow me AWAY! Pull the trigger, I'm a winner, a sinner, a loser, a failure, a fucked up beggar, begging a God that's laughing for FUCKING DEATH. I'm just having one of those moments, I'm a derelict, a contradicted man, some one that pissed away dreams and plans, dictated by past deeds and regret. So it is myself disgrace begets. Gratitude is to far away, so piss it away. Life's a game, I have plenty of shame, Iv been known to place false blame, so I didn't have to throw dirt on my own name. Iv made mistakes, and been to the wrong place. Iv made sure I looked long and hard in the mirror at my face. I want it all, I want it gone, I want it dead. Is that so wrong? Just to keep myself sane.. That's a lie, I'll never be again, not after what Iv seen. Shut up! Don't judge or question, you'd never understand, and what I see daily, nightly, every second of every minute in every day over and over every week, month after month year after year will always be here. I'm not surprised. I did it to myself, I just it won't fade, until I'm pronounced dead. The day I die, is the day I hope all the shit drifts off into the sky. Never to be seen heard or mentioned by another. May no one suffer through what I have. May these thoughts starve after I'm gone... I know what it is, the problem is people, and its a relentless system. Never ending, fucking, lying, stealing, breeding, laughing, cheating, back stabbing one another day after fucking day. What ever fucking happened to dignity anyway? Where did your honor go asshole? Do you get off on fucking everyone over? I'm not directing this to anyone specific just to every fool that has decided to treat people like tools. Using and abusing them. WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE? I pray all of you fucks end up in a war. I hope and pray you get your guts torn out by a man at arms. Fuck the healing, get to killing, do us the favor GOD! Lets get to the ending! |
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| » Comments / Feedback | by darkness_follows_me (3-6-2005 - 01:33 PM)
| good,i can relate with it,its reli good,i can make pictures in my head,well done:) |
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