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The bullet that doesn't miss
written by Genocide Reaper06:33 AM 4/15/05Meet the bullet that will never miss.
With your words, I can see, its in the wind you piss.
Trying to make me see all these lies,
bound you are, gagged you rest, in a grave full of sentimental vines.
Locked within the Hell you crave,
in truth, you think you are saved.
Simple minded, facing systematic destruction.
You are, the problematic accusation.
And I am, the disease in your failed dictation.
In your skull, the bullet that never missed.
In your back, the knife that does twist.
In your heart, the tightened chain.
Locked down, anally violated, and vaginally desecrated.
Completely hated.
Left to start rotting, strayed from all findings.
Now a whore for the wicked risings.
Strutting in disarray.
you never go away.
Leaving anger to stay.
Cause more damage than you can see.
Stumble into the frozen lake.
Such a naive waste.
I must say, I’m glad I already had my taste.
My, demented darling.
In your blood stained grave, you rest.
Breathless and still.
The result of my kill.
Now, in Hell, pain you shall forever feel.
I am the bullet that doesn’t miss.
I took you onto a new path, with just one kiss.
It was the start of a love story with a twist.
You couldn’t resist,
so you got a piece of my fist.
Blind with bliss.
Screaming, bleeding, cuming whilst reamed with my prick.
Its all over.
Our times together, I shall remember.
Your tears shall be my reminder.
Remind me of a great night,
when everything was right.
I had my victim in my sights.
Now alone, beset with a stone.
You shall be thought of,
because from this world,
with the exception of your decaying corpse and memory, you are gone. |
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| » Comments / Feedback | by --comfortably_numb-- (4-15-2005 - 06:34 AM)
| oii bro.. that was awesome, keep up the good work.. |
by maledeth (4-15-2005 - 06:55 AM)
| This is true beauty....greatness plays a role everytime you create a heavenous work, Ty. |
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