Hack it up
The horrible massacre, bloodied tears.
Soul wrenching howls piercing through the night.
The glass is broken, life's a wreck,
monstrous smears.
Clenched fists, eyes filled with fright.
The night prolongs it's existence.
Frantic screams twisting within the shadows.
The voice, so strong, in persistence.
And angry soul has befriended the foe.
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29, Into horror themed writing, love dark poetry. Intelligence is definitely a plus, I would love to read your stuff.
Not go to church..
Smoke weed with agnostics..
Turn water into Dom Perignon..
Chill with the homies, not the fundies..
Get mad with his father for recalling Dick Clark so soon..
Get in the studio with Clams Casino and rip ĀIĀm God<http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YbvrM6Nj2Ok> Ā..
Enroll in ESL classes, hebraic is so old school..
Three weeks have passed, Since that one foreseen day, When the truth came out, And my hopes were all but thrown away.
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