Dark Poetry #4 |
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green_itchy_stuff Senior Member
since 2003-06-26
Posts 1929New Caney, Tx |
Refuse him Turn from them They set your feet for death There are no limits To the evil Sluts, murders, thiefs... Wide mouth for a deadly invitation Why do you sell yourself? Your mouth so full of disease Millions with no clue What they want to hear Millions of whores And spreading disease Because it feels good So cool And now your sick You've forgotten your purpose Smelly buildings The lamest people That truth they keep to themselves That point of division Its always a chance for you Look up from death, Save yourself |
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kissa~rachelle Senior Member
since 2003-11-27
Posts 988nowhere special |
i like the meaning behind this one...you are amazing...its good to read your poems again. ~karissa I ask why, but in my mind, |
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green_itchy_stuff Senior Member
since 2003-06-26
Posts 1929New Caney, Tx |
Wow, thats twice you've put a smile on my face. Thank you. You rock. -GIS Satan a.k.a. The Stupid Angel |
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