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Barbwire noose
written by Genocide Reaper01:04 AM 4/15/05Barbwire around your throat,
you hang with dead hopes,
lifeless, the start of decay,
is upon you this day.
Our hate has lead your kind into disarray.
Calm hatred, sneaks upon the wretched,
the carnivorous shall feast tonight!
Upon the back straps of fools lost in plight!
Pure carnage!
We leave!
For we are the savage!
Your entire world we shall ravage!
Leaving your family, and suicidal friends in carnage!
Treat you as what you are!
GARBAGE!
Psychotic chaos runs rampant,
rampaging across the land,
no one is their to help you fools,
no one to lend a hand!
So lend me your fucking ear,
I’ll inform you of why we’re here,
to raise an army of apathy,
to eradicate those crying because of empathy.
Leave no one alive!
We cannot take the tears,
we must become a living nightmare!
To awaken unrelenting fear!
The end of your existence on this Earth has come,
the death of your messiah is done.
The birth of brutality has risen,
soon all hopes of survival for the suicidal shall be gone! |
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| » Comments / Feedback | by perfect.flaws (4-15-2005 - 01:27 AM)
| Amazing. i have to agree your point of view here. |
by sweet_surrender (4-15-2005 - 02:47 AM)
| i loved ur poem but i cant help thinking how much the titles of our poems are so simlar... intersting.. |
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