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Death wishes to kings of the world
The guy in his cell,
big man on a randomly numbered block
creating hard man images from a guy he
once saw in a movie many years before,
didn't distinguish from the two.
killed for fun,
acting out his perceived hard man part.
locked away from the world,
8ft by 6ft home adorned naked harem, yesteryears
starlets with their bushy tails up, come take me now eyes,
alongside his two baby girls, faded innocent smiles
long forgotten, His namesake with the moustache he
never knew, taking center stage once more.
The World..
195,000,000 square miles in area
give or take the odd Mile.
killed three for fun, dumping their remains with help
for favours offered, blaming her abusive childhood on
lusting for blood, the blade and her inseperaple, told
she was like that woman dressed in yellow, the film she
didn't understand fully but for the blood spillages she
enjoyed.
Just a random number in the correctional facility for
people that feel their number one in the world,
her small blade and her, long since seperated, along
with any trace of yellow.
The Sun..
our nearest star
ninety three million miles away
a million times bigger than our earth
So be number one on the randomly numbered
block,
that guy or girl from whatever film that got your
goat,
howl at the fucking full moon if it gets you
off,
run for office too, from your naked flesh
wallpapered cell
look ma and pa
king of the world!
The Universe..
it's very very VERY big
we are all insignificantly small
so get over it.
big man on a randomly numbered block
creating hard man images from a guy he
once saw in a movie many years before,
didn't distinguish from the two.
killed for fun,
acting out his perceived hard man part.
locked away from the world,
8ft by 6ft home adorned naked harem, yesteryears
starlets with their bushy tails up, come take me now eyes,
alongside his two baby girls, faded innocent smiles
long forgotten, His namesake with the moustache he
never knew, taking center stage once more.
The World..
195,000,000 square miles in area
give or take the odd Mile.
killed three for fun, dumping their remains with help
for favours offered, blaming her abusive childhood on
lusting for blood, the blade and her inseperaple, told
she was like that woman dressed in yellow, the film she
didn't understand fully but for the blood spillages she
enjoyed.
Just a random number in the correctional facility for
people that feel their number one in the world,
her small blade and her, long since seperated, along
with any trace of yellow.
The Sun..
our nearest star
ninety three million miles away
a million times bigger than our earth
So be number one on the randomly numbered
block,
that guy or girl from whatever film that got your
goat,
howl at the fucking full moon if it gets you
off,
run for office too, from your naked flesh
wallpapered cell
look ma and pa
king of the world!
The Universe..
it's very very VERY big
we are all insignificantly small
so get over it.
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