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Suicidal teens (Dedicated to them)
written by Genocide Reaper11:45 AM 3/30/05I ask you punks, and privileged, snivelers this.
What makes you want to treat you life like piss?
If you are, so infatuated, so compelled.
Completely lost in the obsession of death.
Do us all some good, and kill a rapist, or child molester, murder one face to face.
I guess suicide is your drug of choice.
You just complain, because no one cares to hear your voice.
Anger must not arise.
I think its depression that creates your demise.
Thus, it is your weakness the strong despise.
We’ve got your heart in a vice.
Turning the handle.
Breaking you like a burning candle.
Set the middle ablaze.
Watch the wick burn from both ends.
Who am I to judge you?
I’m just a motherfucker paying his due.
Who are you to spit at me?
Nobody, a selfish little prick that lacks common sense.
Hit those knees, start to bleed.
Cry now as you meet he at the golden gates.
Plead now as you see deaths face!
Finally afraid of what you’ve found!
Wrist slitting cliche.
Noose knotting pussy.
Never will you use those upon yourself.
Let us help you, let, some one else.
Or do us the favor.
Find the truth in hatreds wealth.
Hate yourself.
If that's what you wish.
Hate your enemy.
You have some.
Other wise, its life you would love.
Who are they and what did they do?
Fuck this, fuck you, I’m through.
Eat shit and die, you coward.
When you die.
I’ll laugh.
When your being buried.
Some one will cry.
But I’ll smile, give a sigh.
Salute you fucker.
Be glad your finally gone.
Be pleased you grew some fucking balls. |
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» Comments / Feedback | by Forever Cursed (3-30-2005 - 12:11 PM)
:lol:....this is the best one i've read in a while, such good advice within it aswell |
by GeishaGirl (3-30-2005 - 12:27 PM)
Geno works best in the early morning yes? |
by Genocide Reaper (3-30-2005 - 12:33 PM)
Geno didn't get any sleep, because his shades fell and the polelight rained down upon the side of his face so he got up, got drunk, and started writing. But yep, I write pretty well in the morning to. :) *is such a happy camper* *camps out in the woods carving intials into skulls* |
by GeishaGirl (3-30-2005 - 12:41 PM)
Deranged medicine man. Oh next inspiration!!!!! |
by butcakes (3-30-2005 - 12:44 PM)
GO THE ATTITUDE!! its maybe not the right attitude to have, but you have it damn well!! ROCKON!! |
by OxBlack_BeautyxO (3-31-2005 - 10:59 PM)
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