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Snake of the mind
written by Genocide Reaper09:48 AM 4/4/05Just when I think the voices subside.
hear they come, the snake in my life.
Slithering at my feet, forever haunting.
Its bite cold and harsh.
poisoning my heart.
Feeding me the psychotic start.
My endeavor of evil thoughts.
I crave to kill, I crave to feel,
peace of fucking mind!
In time they fade.
Only to rise again, with time.
Its maddening, the anger shall grind.
And drill into my soul.
Taking its toll.
Off onto a rampage I roll.
Who shall be unlucky enough to stand before my rage?
That I ask, as I turn the blood stained page.
In the journal inside.
The one located in the catacombs of my chaos.
In due time, I shall come to the point of murder,
it I will more than likely entice. |
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