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Array ( [sid] => 80146 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Brittney's Song [time] => 2005-01-16 19:53:53 [hometext] => ... [bodytext] => I'd love to drown you in a sea of your own blood.
Kisses to me, and watch you choke on it.
How many songs do you have to have written about you?
This isn't the first and it won't be the last, baby.
How well you fake a smile, and tears to match.
You wanted everything and more, everything is ruined.
When I have you again, your mouth gets sewn up forever.
I'll never let you go.
Mrs. Hardcore fashion show.
Kiss your Drama Queen days good-bye.
Those days are so long gone and this day so are you.
This is the last night your neck is not serrated.
This cherade is getting older than suicide attempts.

Say you Love me.

Say you Love me and write it in your blood.
You know what...say it again, I still don't believe you.
See how fast your chest collapses.
We are all the lucky ones.
And I'll decorate myself with your insides.
And I can wear your face as a mask.

Don't cry

You just got what you wanted.
How cool you look now.
How much better would you look with your heart lodged inside the brand new cut in your throat?
Now your body is as blue as your hair.
Rest NOT in piece, but pieces.

Kisses. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 161 [topic] => 13 [informant] => skelington [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
Brittney's Song

Contributed by skelington on Sunday, 16th January 2005 @ 07:53:53 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



I'd love to drown you in a sea of your own blood.
Kisses to me, and watch you choke on it.
How many songs do you have to have written about you?
This isn't the first and it won't be the last, baby.
How well you fake a smile, and tears to match.
You wanted everything and more, everything is ruined.
When I have you again, your mouth gets sewn up forever.
I'll never let you go.
Mrs. Hardcore fashion show.
Kiss your Drama Queen days good-bye.
Those days are so long gone and this day so are you.
This is the last night your neck is not serrated.
This cherade is getting older than suicide attempts.

Say you Love me.

Say you Love me and write it in your blood.
You know what...say it again, I still don't believe you.
See how fast your chest collapses.
We are all the lucky ones.
And I'll decorate myself with your insides.
And I can wear your face as a mask.

Don't cry

You just got what you wanted.
How cool you look now.
How much better would you look with your heart lodged inside the brand new cut in your throat?
Now your body is as blue as your hair.
Rest NOT in piece, but pieces.

Kisses.




Copyright © skelington ... [ 2005-01-16 19:53:53]
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Re: Brittney's Song (User Rating: 1 )
by Essentially9 on Sunday, 16th January 2005 @ 08:11:17 PM AEST
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::wide eyes:: amazing. disturbing though, i guess i should be use to that by now... very creative and well written. and brittney sounds like a very special person...


Re: Brittney's Song (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Sunday, 16th January 2005 @ 10:26:55 PM AEST
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woohhhhhhhh ,wearing her face as a mask,kinda reminds me of some Texas chainsaw massacare sh=it,morbid as hell but great.


Re: Brittney's Song (User Rating: 1 )
by QueenEEliz33 on Thursday, 20th January 2005 @ 11:10:18 AM AEST
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scary! but you definetly got your point across, you really made me feel what you were feeling, and thats what poems are for




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