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Array ( [sid] => 56405 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => The Reaper [time] => 2004-07-16 14:41:59 [hometext] => I'm extremely mad at someone, and yet, this poem is dedicated to them >:-O...Boy was it hard to remove all the vulgarities...is that a word? [bodytext] => The word is out
time to shout.
No, not shout, scream
because your about to catch an eyeful
a gleam
of the killer's eye
and oh yeah...you're about to die.
You've spoken one too many words
and guess what.
I heard
All those things you said
they turned my face red
I've got all this anger bottled up inside
and no longer can i hide
I cannot mask
this dutiful task
you've bestowed upon me
Now i must get to work
It's getting late
Fate has unleased my hate
for you
I'm grabbing my ax
Relax, it's time to face the facts
I now put on my long black coat
dont worry, i'm only gonna slit your throat
All the worry you've given me
It's alright, 'cause now i see
All the pain you've put me through
I told you, it's coming back to haunt you
So don't scream, shout, and please dont whine
'cause i'm about to kill you...your butt is mine [comments] => 1 [counter] => 157 [topic] => 6 [informant] => asr898 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 1 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => AngryPoetry )
The Reaper

Contributed by asr898 on Friday, 16th July 2004 @ 02:41:59 PM in AEST
Topic: AngryPoetry



The word is out
time to shout.
No, not shout, scream
because your about to catch an eyeful
a gleam
of the killer's eye
and oh yeah...you're about to die.
You've spoken one too many words
and guess what.
I heard
All those things you said
they turned my face red
I've got all this anger bottled up inside
and no longer can i hide
I cannot mask
this dutiful task
you've bestowed upon me
Now i must get to work
It's getting late
Fate has unleased my hate
for you
I'm grabbing my ax
Relax, it's time to face the facts
I now put on my long black coat
dont worry, i'm only gonna slit your throat
All the worry you've given me
It's alright, 'cause now i see
All the pain you've put me through
I told you, it's coming back to haunt you
So don't scream, shout, and please dont whine
'cause i'm about to kill you...your butt is mine




Copyright © asr898 ... [ 2004-07-16 14:41:59]
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Re: The Reaper (User Rating: 1 )
by allymp on Friday, 16th July 2004 @ 02:46:27 PM AEST
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I know it's hard when people make you angry but try to talk to the person instead of filling up with hate.




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