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killing what cant be kiled
written by mohawkkid88804:17 AM 3/7/05hear voices talking to me in my head
one screams hell one screams dead i cant stop to relize whats happening i fell like im gonna puke but i keep it inside of me
the room gets darker and smaller by the sec i need to get some room i need to get some air i smell the roting flesh of my uncle ned he nods as i pass he knows what i did i didnt want to be broughtin down he wanted to be led
led to where he sees what is in the dark of the forest the place way in back,where the shadows of anger and the pain of the dead i need to find help i need to get fead i scream so fucking loud that i give up and fall in the pudle of my own dread |
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fucked up shit that happends in life
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| » Comments / Feedback | by Sexy_punk_chk91 (3-7-2005 - 04:43 AM)
| woah....thats really deep
I like how it really shows feeling
nice... |
by Punk_Goth_Girl (3-11-2005 - 04:05 AM)
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