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To my critics, that all dislike my poems
written by Genocide Reaper07:48 AM 3/12/05Catching criticism in my net.
I open up a whole new world for your mouth that’s wet.
While your sucking my dick with your disapproval.
That which I preach you never could reach.
Its hard to breath when your sucking so much prick.
I know you like to think your right and I’m wrong.
You like to believe so much bullshit of your statement being strong.
But in truth its just a line of nonsense far to long.
Reality is kicking your ass, come to find all you defended was a lie.
Tell me over and over I’m sick.
Tell me once again how you love sucking my dick.
Critic.
Idiot.
I dedicate this to you.
I hope this message bleeds through.
Let me take the time to thank you.
For sucking my dick.
You fucking idiotic critic.
Keep calling me sick.
I love it.
I live for your hate.
Its the truth.
So open wide and swallow it hard.
Its building up.
Adding up.
All the disappointing news you seem to hear.
Even if you kill me this very moment.
I'll know its just more cock sucking sentiment.
What Iv said has already made it to the summit.
Suicide you should commit.
Because I’m tired of hearing you criticism all of it.
Every breathy out you take, is just me in your mind and it I have raped.
So I close with these last few words.
Thanks for sucking my dick you idiot.
Thanks for all the nonsense.
Thanks for giving me something to write about.
Now return to your corner weep and shout.
Because there isn’t any in my mind, correct.
Not a bit of doubt.
That you in all your attempts to drag me down.
Suck dick. |
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| » Comments / Feedback | by nicole_lyndon (3-12-2005 - 07:59 AM)
| I like the message, hope those critics would open thier mind. Keep the good work. |
by GeishaGirl (3-12-2005 - 08:03 AM)
| At least they know your not going away in a hurry. |
by BloodDrippingOnTheFloor (3-12-2005 - 08:07 AM)
| very good :) i understand it.. |
by (guest) (3-12-2005 - 03:44 PM)
| That was pretty lame im only lookin at this once so dont even try and say anything back. Your pretty pathetic. telling people to commit suicide? maybe you should ,your longing for the approval of others and its lame. your life doesnt seem to have much perfect except destroying others....you remind me of Mr. Rogers. hes pretty lame like you. id laugh if you were related. its humors me how you think your such a good poet, when in reality your not. in this poem you repeated the same thing over and over. i think we get the message no one is going to drag you down and suck your dick blah blah. real poets would have alot better things to write about....yearning for blood and shyt?....i read that in your profile or whatever. what the hell are you a fricken vampire? probably just wish you were. so you can be "different" or whatever. Thats sad. you seem like a very boring person. Get a Life and write about something intersting for once! |
by (guest) (3-12-2005 - 03:46 PM)
| Meaning*** sorry about that were i said perfect i meant meaning. as in your life doesnt seem to have much meaning. yes Tootles. |
by lost_cause (3-12-2005 - 05:31 PM)
| I loved this poem.. I love all of your work... The people who critisize it are only jealous because they can't write as well... Awesome job.
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