Submissions by mr_sicks (Kurt Irvin)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
OVER LOVED
Blackened is as evil does, Twisted thoughts of poisoned love.
Although I'll miss her charm and wit, I had to kill that fucking Bitch.
Cut her head off with an ax you know, Buried her body in the cold deep snow.
Kept the parts that were near to me, Kept the parts that were dear to me.
Although I'll miss her charm and wit, I had to kill that fucking Bitch.
Cut her head off with an ax you know, Buried her body in the cold deep snow.
Kept the parts that were near to me, Kept the parts that were dear to me.
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Family Tree
Family Tree
Hitler fucked my Grandma,
She took the demon seed. That crazy bitch lost her mind trying to conceive.
My Father wasent a bastard, But he was a Bastards son.
That Son of a Bitch started torchering me the day my life begun.
So i spent my childhood growing up being beaten, burned and mistreated.
And when I finally became a man my sainity was already heated.
I started killing people in large numbers, Voices in my head.
And if you Fuckin cross my path you'll probibly end up Dead.
So don't try to stop me, or save my evil soul.
Cause...
Hitler fucked my Grandma,
She took the demon seed. That crazy bitch lost her mind trying to conceive.
My Father wasent a bastard, But he was a Bastards son.
That Son of a Bitch started torchering me the day my life begun.
So i spent my childhood growing up being beaten, burned and mistreated.
And when I finally became a man my sainity was already heated.
I started killing people in large numbers, Voices in my head.
And if you Fuckin cross my path you'll probibly end up Dead.
So don't try to stop me, or save my evil soul.
Cause...
#anger
#dark
#frustration
548 reads
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The Devil Lyes
875 reads
1 Comment
Crack Finger
1040 reads
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Pale Moon
From the skin of man i crawl and kill never to be found... But in this realm i shall remain just a lowly hound.
863 reads
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Over Loved
869 reads
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Infinite Madness
And the Gods go on in spite of themselves.
Where as the human road stretches out before us...
As we walk like wounded children...
waiting...
for the moment to run.
Where as the human road stretches out before us...
As we walk like wounded children...
waiting...
for the moment to run.
798 reads
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Psychopathic Hopscotch
1006 reads
2 Comments
My Best Friend
I drew down on you... You Fucking Prick! And if you fucking breathe wrong I'll make the hammer click.
I told you hoe not to fuck with me, I have no soul and i'm powered by Satan'sinfantry...
You've crossed over the line and now it to late, Your fucking soul wont find the pearly gates...
So dont try to cry and beg for your life, You should have known better than to fuck my wife.
So quit yousnifflingand whining and shut the fuck up... When i'm done I'll throw you dead ass in my pickup truck.
theywill look high and low for your bodytheywill...
I told you hoe not to fuck with me, I have no soul and i'm powered by Satan'sinfantry...
You've crossed over the line and now it to late, Your fucking soul wont find the pearly gates...
So dont try to cry and beg for your life, You should have known better than to fuck my wife.
So quit yousnifflingand whining and shut the fuck up... When i'm done I'll throw you dead ass in my pickup truck.
theywill look high and low for your bodytheywill...
985 reads
3 Comments
The sun in my eyes
As I look around at All these Hard Case's,
I see the Shame and Pain and Guilt in there Face's.
Locked down Shut out and thrown Away,
No longer Free to plan there Day.
Prison life is Allthey Know,
No Card no Letter no Love to show.
Forgotten discarded and Tossed Aside,
All of there Time is spent Inside.
As the Hands on the Clock runbackwardsit Seem's,
Time stands still like sum Nightmarish Dream.
Butsomedaythe Gate's will Open, for Some,
And you'll find Yourself Outside with Your face to the Sun.
As Time...
I see the Shame and Pain and Guilt in there Face's.
Locked down Shut out and thrown Away,
No longer Free to plan there Day.
Prison life is Allthey Know,
No Card no Letter no Love to show.
Forgotten discarded and Tossed Aside,
All of there Time is spent Inside.
As the Hands on the Clock runbackwardsit Seem's,
Time stands still like sum Nightmarish Dream.
Butsomedaythe Gate's will Open, for Some,
And you'll find Yourself Outside with Your face to the Sun.
As Time...
946 reads
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My Love
I felt my love die today...
First a sigh and then a quiver.
I will not miss her evermore...
Her love was like a splinter.
First a sigh and then a quiver.
I will not miss her evermore...
Her love was like a splinter.
1015 reads
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Family Tree
1002 reads
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