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| 0x-FwAh-Em-ChAn-x0 (profile) wrote, on 10-9-2005 at 10:27pm | |
| Current mood: Headachey Music: Buzzzzzz Subject: Satisfaction <|3 |
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| My head hurts and my throat burns. My eyes sting and my heart yearns and not another word I'll hear when I slit your throat from ear to ear. Your blood will flow, hot and red from the terrible gash just below your head and I will relish the reason in which you did die. For, my dear, the killer was I! The one whom cut you from the world and thus your crimson banner unfurled over your neck and soaking your shirt saturating the life-giving dirt. You'll just be food for the creepy, crawly things which thrive in my nightmares and rape my dreams. I wish you loved me, and I wish you cared. But then everything would be too easy. |
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| Anonymous | 10-10-05 3:42pm I got the shivers because this is exactly the kind of poetry that I also master in.
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0x-FwAh-Em-ChAn-x0 | Re:, 10-10-05 5:06pm Awwww
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Anonymous | Re: Re:, 10-11-05 6:55pm <3<3
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| Anonymous | 10-11-05 6:31pm Wow...just stunning.
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