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Waiting to die
Contributed by
solidsnake116
on
Sunday, 21st September 2008 @ 06:10:22 PM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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my life is a joke, its dark and cruel
only blood keeps me going just like its fuel
i love the smell of flesh as i peel the skin back
nothin like the sound of my axe when it goes a hack hack
can't believe i got caught up in this wicked game
i leave bodies in bags for the dark lord to claim
if you wanna stop me im right the here
i'd be happy as hell if this was my last year
cause if i died tonight no one would shed a tear
so i close my eyes and pray it'll all just disappear
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solidsnake116
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2008-09-21 18:10:22] (Date/Time posted on
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