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For Sean...that bastard
Contributed by
TheRavenousOne
on
Monday, 27th September 2004 @ 03:55:12 PM in AEST
Topic:
AngryPoetry
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You thought he was wounded,
You wanted him to die.
You wanted him to be taken care of,
Now its time for you to say good-bye.
You are not the big shot,
You are now not number one,
It is time,
We have spoken,
Your time is done.
As we beat you with guilt,
Your eyes full of pain,
As we tear at your skin,
bashing on your skull and brain.
As you lie there,
screaming in pain,
We seem to go,
even more insane!
Taking that blade,
and slahsing at your throat,
haha,
Youre Done.
Time To Go.
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TheRavenousOne
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2004-09-27 15:55:12] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: For Sean...that bastard
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Monday, 27th September 2004 @ 11:57:52 PM AEST (User
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This poem is great, and very very deep, Great Write. |
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