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Tempting Stripclub
written by Genocide Reaper08:54 PM 8/13/04| *insane Perverse Monster with un-earthly urges to kill* Look up to the stage, its time to turn the page, watch the Lustful creeper dance, she's calling for you, curling backwards, bending the mind, turning the will. Calling you in.. Inside of this Palace for the Morbid, my bidding is done, Iv got all the tourist, trapt, operation soul stealing.. They can't resist, the Naked women, dancing around. All the drugs, alcohol, and death, hatred in the back. Lust up stairs. My castle, welcome to Hell. Shadows cascading over their eyes. Slowly they'll die. Burn alive. The Need for Sex, the wish for a Kiss, pussy so predictible. Money hungery whores.. And me, the Supernatural Devil score.. *slow wicked laugh* All the souls I can eat, what a Buffet. All the money I could spend. What a Lucious Divine Sin. All the Women I can hurt. This is what its worth.. Sell your Soul to me.. And I'll tell you a secret. Hand your Gold to me, and I'll trade it for a Soul.. This is where it all begins. |
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Author's footnotes and comments on this Poem:
Imagine a Nice, dark morbid, Bar/Stripclub where a Guy as twisted as me runs it..And takes everyone who Sin's souls...Cool isn't it? MUhahahhahah
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| » Comments / Feedback | by SuperBob (8-14-2004 - 01:23 AM)
| that would be one hell of an exciting strip club...i'd spend many an hours there |
by marilyn_ramirez08 (8-14-2004 - 03:37 AM)
| yummy *licks lips* can i come? i'll be haooy to sell my soul to you. *wink* |
by marilyn_ramirez08 (8-14-2004 - 03:37 AM)
| yummy *licks lips* can i come? i'll be happy to sell my soul to you. *wink* |
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