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Array ( [sid] => 137341 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => The Goddess Rots [time] => 2007-09-17 07:17:34 [hometext] => L.L. [bodytext] => NOW, SHE'S BEEN DEFORMED
THERE'S NOTHING LEFT
OF THE ONCE UNTOUCHABLE, GRACEFUL GODDESS
YOU KNOW YOU WISH TO PITY
TEARS SWOLLEN, UNDESERVED
THIS ***** HAS-BEEN LAID HER COURSE
SHE MADE HER CURSE

DESIRE DEVOURED HER
STATUS HER ONLY GUARD
WRETCHES, HER ENTOURAGE
FEELINGS THAT FLOW FROM RODS

And as we watch her waste away
With sadness
A feeling so misplaced
Discolored
Worn out into decay
HER BEAUTY STRIPPED
THE INSIDE DISPLAYED

Such an abysmal creature
A tragedy we intake
Slick sockets shine
And vessels BREAK
SHE HAD A GRASP ON AN EXALTED FUTURE
AN ELITE SOCIETY
AN EGO FUELED BY A LECHEROUS CULTURE
DROWNING IN VANITY

she captured...
so many hearts...
they rupture...
as she falls apart...

And as we watch her waste away
With sadness
A feeling so misplaced
Discolored
Worn out into decay
HER BEAUTY STRIPPED
THE INSIDE DISPLAYED

MY EYES ARE DRY
THEY'RE RED
THEY'RE ***** BLOODSHOT
I KNOW WHAT BROUGHT YOU TO THIS
I KNOW YOUR SIN
YOU HAVE FOOLS IN GRIEF
THEY ARE WORTHLESS
THEY CAN'T END THE ROT OF YOUR SKIN

I GET TO LAUGH
BECAUSE YOU'RE DEAD
YOU'RE ***** DEAD [comments] => 1 [counter] => 255 [topic] => 34 [informant] => sicknivesevered [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SongLyrics )
The Goddess Rots

Contributed by sicknivesevered on Monday, 17th September 2007 @ 07:17:34 AM in AEST
Topic: SongLyrics



NOW, SHE'S BEEN DEFORMED
THERE'S NOTHING LEFT
OF THE ONCE UNTOUCHABLE, GRACEFUL GODDESS
YOU KNOW YOU WISH TO PITY
TEARS SWOLLEN, UNDESERVED
THIS ***** HAS-BEEN LAID HER COURSE
SHE MADE HER CURSE

DESIRE DEVOURED HER
STATUS HER ONLY GUARD
WRETCHES, HER ENTOURAGE
FEELINGS THAT FLOW FROM RODS

And as we watch her waste away
With sadness
A feeling so misplaced
Discolored
Worn out into decay
HER BEAUTY STRIPPED
THE INSIDE DISPLAYED

Such an abysmal creature
A tragedy we intake
Slick sockets shine
And vessels BREAK
SHE HAD A GRASP ON AN EXALTED FUTURE
AN ELITE SOCIETY
AN EGO FUELED BY A LECHEROUS CULTURE
DROWNING IN VANITY

she captured...
so many hearts...
they rupture...
as she falls apart...

And as we watch her waste away
With sadness
A feeling so misplaced
Discolored
Worn out into decay
HER BEAUTY STRIPPED
THE INSIDE DISPLAYED

MY EYES ARE DRY
THEY'RE RED
THEY'RE ***** BLOODSHOT
I KNOW WHAT BROUGHT YOU TO THIS
I KNOW YOUR SIN
YOU HAVE FOOLS IN GRIEF
THEY ARE WORTHLESS
THEY CAN'T END THE ROT OF YOUR SKIN

I GET TO LAUGH
BECAUSE YOU'RE DEAD
YOU'RE ***** DEAD




Copyright © sicknivesevered ... [ 2007-09-17 07:17:34]
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Re: The Goddess Rots (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Saturday, 5th April 2008 @ 07:51:50 AM AEST
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Amaizing. Hard hitting and sic lyrics. Loved this. I deleted my other account so all my poems got deleted too.

Take care
Christina




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