Array ( [sid] => 78040 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Untitled No. 16 [time] => 2005-01-01 13:48:37 [hometext] => [bodytext] => "Put you your head into this Guillotine"
Said the master to the slave
"And when the edge comes crashing down
You'll feel the love you crave."

"Come into my parlor"
Say the spiders to us flies
And we, who are the victims
Never stop to wonder why.

"Oh, let me taste your flesh"
Says the wolf unto the sheep
And we don't do a goddamn thing
Except read em' and weep. [comments] => 0 [counter] => 199 [topic] => 6 [informant] => scott [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => AngryPoetry ) Your Poetry Dot Com - Untitled No. 16


Untitled No. 16
Date: Saturday, 1st January 2005 @ 01:48:37 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry


Contributed By: scott

"Put you your head into this Guillotine"
Said the master to the slave
"And when the edge comes crashing down
You'll feel the love you crave."

"Come into my parlor"
Say the spiders to us flies
And we, who are the victims
Never stop to wonder why.

"Oh, let me taste your flesh"
Says the wolf unto the sheep
And we don't do a goddamn thing
Except read em' and weep.

This poem is Copyright © scott



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