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Winter Snowfall in August
written by maledeth05:59 PM 8/28/04Prove me wrong? Hysterical?
Fuck you ingrate, you're all make-believe.
Take my songs! Asymmetrical. Burn this shit! I have copies!
Jesus can't name me!
Nor can you.
Jesus can't see me!
Nor do I see the fool.
Hear my tone. Tubular. The sound of a by-product, must be yours.
Sun has shown. Illuminate, Snow still falls and still you are illusion!
Jesus can't touch me,
Nor can you!
Jesus can't save me,
Oh no! What to do?
Will I find something great in anything?
Seek in my positive iniquity.
Am I inside? This body a painful confine.
I wish to lie down in space...Unexistent!
I'm just a loser who has said this before.
But now I speak indifference that your god can implore.
I'm just another fucker failing to see.
I'll try your reverence so your god can love me....
Let Jesus fuck you!
Let Jesus fuck you!
Let Jesus fuck you!
He's here to fuck you all. |
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Author's footnotes and comments on this Poem:
Well, leave a note and remember, Jesus will only love you if he can sodomize you.
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| » Comments / Feedback | by sonleef (8-30-2004 - 12:27 AM)
| i would like to talk to you about things, i'm sorry that you have been hurt, this is a very strong poem
i don't really care for your comment on my poem Peacefully Sorted Existance please let me know what is up with you. |
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