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INSANE
Contributed by
thepoet
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Thursday, 17th March 2005 @ 08:52:48 PM in AEST
Topic:
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I PUT THE SPIKE IN TO MY VEIN.
SOON ILL FEEL NO PAIN.
TIRED OF HER GAMES.
I PUT A BULLET IN HER BRAIN.
THE LIONS CANT BE TAMED.
IM FEELING SAD BUT NOT ASHAMED.
ON THE ROOF SITS A WEATHER VANE.
STEAL AN OLD MANS WALKING CANE.
WANT TO SEE DICK KILL JANE.
I START FIRES TO SEE THE FLAMES
PUT RABID DOGS ON PASSENGER TRAINS.
IS THAT THE DOCTOR CALLING MY NAME.
YOU GUESSED IT PEOPLE I AM INSANE.
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Re: INSANE
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by reprobate on
Thursday, 17th March 2005 @ 09:16:48 PM AEST
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excellent. i liked the jabber-like quality in this piece.
they're coming to take me away, ha-ha.
thanks for sharing |
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Re: INSANE
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by Dri on
Friday, 18th March 2005 @ 01:58:19 PM AEST
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| i hate the anger, love the verse |
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