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armaggedon

Contributed by kickass on Sunday, 26th January 2003 @ 10:20:00 PM in AEST
Topic: Grief

here i am,
it's the end of the land,
i can't eat lamb,
because there's no gland,
in my brain,
that lets me eat extinct animals,
well im going insane,
and my blood swells,
why did it have to be this way,
the end of the world,
is a day away,
and all i can say,
is i wish this wasn't happening,
who can i blame,
there's no way of lap dancing,
i cant say,
how i feel today,
all my my emotions form today,
what i thought about yesterday,
was that armaggedon was a cruel thing for god to do,
i cant make it through this way,
i feel like i should've,
been a better guy,
and not punish those,
who hardly try,
to please me,
not decieve me,
and all i can say,
is i hope i go to heaven today...

...1 day later...

boom!!!!!!!!!!
now i'm flying into space,
an eternity of hate,
comes out in my guts,
and i go away...

...in hell...
ill never forget this day,
why'd it have to go this way?

...after 3 days...
get me out of here,
don't fear...
who are you?
you know who!
the devil?
your dad!
oh yeah!
aren't you sad?
we get stuck in this place,
i wish we could get out of here,
no we can't please embrace,
why can't we go to heaven?
heaven was destroyed!
why didn't god destroy hell?
the asteroid never toyed,
with god,
that's odd!
i know,
but take it in slow,
this is not where we were meant to go,
this is where we had to go you know!

...good night
and
goodbye!

Copyright © kickass ... [ 2003-01-26 22:20:00]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: armaggedon (User Rating: 1 )
by Keatsdogg on Wednesday, 26th February 2003 @ 06:03:01 PM AEST
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This poem is very interesting.

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