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What if
written by Genocide Reaper06:00 AM 8/10/04| Take a look at my Life. Its kinda Twisted, a Litte deranged, some what insane. Why must you fuck with my preferences and Appetite for so long I could Snap? Come up, come up wake up. Think of this.. What if I was your God? Powerful Hell Ride. Let my Pride be the power on the Clock Tower, where the battle was Won over the Shown Supposed Hero...Take a Look at my Knife, blood soaked and Imbedded in the Benign. So come up, get on this black cloud.. So what if I was your God? Would you want to see the Holy Rod? Would you want to feel the Mighty prod? I can't let go! If I was a God. I would Fuck you! I can't Hide it! If I was a God! I would nurse your wounds! the Wounds I inflict upon you! |
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| » Comments / Feedback | by SuperBob (8-10-2004 - 06:14 AM)
| but you are my Poetry God...and from the way you described your kind of sex...feeling the holy rod doesnt sound half bad... |
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