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Devil in your bed
written by Genocide Reaper06:27 AM 3/22/05Call me boring.
Say I'm whatever you need to satisfy yourself.
I'll just find some one else.
Some one to kill my time.
Some one I can eat away.
Some one that will wait until death to decay.
I'll live for now, though I know I'm already dead.
These black wings have spread.
haven't you guessed my precious?
I'm the Devil in your bed.
I'm the evil lingering inside your aching head.
I'm the long lost words never forgotten and bluntly said.
I'll be the one for all Angels to dread.
Call me stupid, say I'm useless.
In my numbness I extend my middle fingers.
I don't need you, I can just pull the triggers.
Double drawn revolvers, not afraid to commit murder.
On your knee's pleading to me you will surrender.
You'll be praying and begging.
You claim you want death now.
You'll soon be making a new vow.
You'll find a savior before this blade begins to plow.
Into your heart, into your nightmares.
Without a care I'm inside.
Running my hands through my long smooth hair.
Fucking tormenting you, they all say the same thing.
Its unfair.
Say all you please.
Go ahead, make a joke, begin to tease.
You'll be bleeding red.
Remember, i'm the devil in your bed.
Upon you I am well fed.
You'll be found dead.
A haunting voice ringing in your head.
Tempting you to commit suicide.
Never will you escape the terrors of the mind. |
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| » Comments / Feedback | by xXlove+hateXx (3-22-2005 - 06:31 AM)
| that was really good, it made me smile for some reason |
by maledeth (3-22-2005 - 06:39 AM)
| Ty, this is a morbid fucking piece of work. This should be one of the exemplifications for those who TRIED to post morbid but came a bit short. |
by rhapsody_lullaby (3-22-2005 - 06:56 AM)
| i'm in awe what you've conveyed in a few lines. amazing what poetry can bring out sometimes. |
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