fuck you, fucking bitch, whoring the fucking world away, you can kiss my fucking ass as i run this cock sucker in the ground.
time to cauterize this bitch, and burn her stink'n wandering eyes into the fucking ground.
Rip those veins, tear the arteries, find that fucking black molted rot, and rip it out of your chest.
promises promises*, fucking commitments, im glad you finally decided to stop playing house, and get on with real life. First stop: my ass. dropped it like a load of guilt.
and you have yet to conceive the destruction your little hand caused. Your lying lips and deceiving eyes have thrown the cover over your demons and their talons are carrying me away.
The wind refuses to give up your scent and my tears have replaced my blood, in time i hope to drown. Choking and sputtering my way to a restless grave void of grace, and void of peace. but the waiting will be over yet. Cold dirt will comfort me, and make the hard rain a soft slumber. i may shiver, and i may never smile. but the dead arn't allowed to cry either.
[ August 21, 2004, 01:48 AM: Message edited by: blackbirdsjoy ]
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