Teen Poetry #6 |
Blackjack With Beelzebub |
Darkness Member
since 2002-10-17
Posts 202The place just beyond my eyes, where my spirit flies. |
Arsenic sickness where my love is best 'Cause each breath you take is a step closer to death Don't you wish you can just leave this all behind To be free of this boredom and dig out of you rind Think of all the days you spent at night You've lost it all, so removed from the light Rain to sleet to snow, and still its hot outside Step out of your house, you shiver, then get fried You've camped out on the edge of sanity When you bleed for the mirror, it's worthless vanity It means nothing that you've come this far When you turn into a Super Nova and burn like a star Move it on down the line, so trashed but you forget Hit or Stay? Blackjack, c'mon place your bet. It's only your life on the line, don't be afraid Because if you win you'll be all but made But if you bust you'll be cursed to be A demon and you're comin' to Hell with me. |
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Member Seraphic
since 2000-01-18
Posts 22676with you |
whoa! This reads like a song...very cool |
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