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Post by calamityroo on Apr 26, 2004 18:36:58 GMT -5
All I can see is me Ripping your lying throat out Feeling your blood drip down my hand While I hold your windpipe I watch you try and breath And I throw my head back and laugh You pithetic little boy You thought you knew me, But you dont know anything I hate you And you know it Go away and never talk to me again
I dont care what happens to you I dont care if you go to hell I am your hell Remember that when you get there You pithetic little boy You dont know enough to live with me You dont know enough to just live You said I was nice But not when you piss me off As much as you do You would think you would know that by now.
Pithetic little boy You think you can fight me You think... wait, you dont think You never think you stupid little boy! I hate you and you know it! Good-bye
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Post by _black phoenix_ on Apr 27, 2004 11:45:47 GMT -5
great work, calamityroo! this piece is overflowing with emotion. i love the rage-filled imagery in the first stanza. keep it up!
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Post by calamityroo on Apr 27, 2004 20:17:28 GMT -5
Thanks! I guess I have to fight with my boyfriend more often then!
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