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Cuttin' Ties
I'm cuttin these ties
erasing these lines.
Not gonna waste my time
on a fucked up selfish whore.
Damn right, Grandpa
I cut those strings and run
it's you i want to castrate for fun.
You were oh so fuckin wrong
for ever thinkin i was gonna
hide my tail and fuckin run.
I have bleed and died by your hand
in the name of love you spoke.
It has all came to a bullshit end
not gonna do that shit again.
Rearin and ready
runnin head first into hate.
You better say so long to the
old bitch time for a new
fuckin breed.
The Hell spawn of your intellectual
fuck up.
Hate drunk from every wound endured.
Time to put on my warpaint
for this long overdue warpath.
Swearin to the devil
to annihilate your pussy ass.
Silly games played for a
childs piece of snatch.
Shotgun to the face,
rest in peace.
Damn was fuckin nice
to finally kill your
worthless ass.
erasing these lines.
Not gonna waste my time
on a fucked up selfish whore.
Damn right, Grandpa
I cut those strings and run
it's you i want to castrate for fun.
You were oh so fuckin wrong
for ever thinkin i was gonna
hide my tail and fuckin run.
I have bleed and died by your hand
in the name of love you spoke.
It has all came to a bullshit end
not gonna do that shit again.
Rearin and ready
runnin head first into hate.
You better say so long to the
old bitch time for a new
fuckin breed.
The Hell spawn of your intellectual
fuck up.
Hate drunk from every wound endured.
Time to put on my warpaint
for this long overdue warpath.
Swearin to the devil
to annihilate your pussy ass.
Silly games played for a
childs piece of snatch.
Shotgun to the face,
rest in peace.
Damn was fuckin nice
to finally kill your
worthless ass.
Published 14th Mar 2016
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14th Mar 2016 10:46pm
15th Mar 2016 5:01am
Wow girl wow. Deep. Hoping the vent helped you out. Great write and may demons come through and he'll your enemy's thanks for the read!!
15th Mar 2016 5:31am
24th Apr 2016 4:13pm
...I may be just some amateur poet people scoff at...be that as it may, my true talent is fire...if you ever require a burn man please let me know. I love humans. All humans. It's fun to see what they do. But if someone fun gets hurt it spoils my day and then the fun goes away...you ever need the skills of an arsonist, let me know. I'll only burn them as bad as you tell me to... P.S. I like that you write with your heart, not your head...the mark of a real poet unlike me. For me, I'm afraid this will never amount to more than a hobby. I'm not very good. Oh well. It's still fun for now...after all, I live for a good time...I hate being bored... Anyways, I'm out. See ya. Meow...
7th May 2016 9:41pm
Sometimes vengeance is the only cure for what ails you.
Love the fire.
Hate the dead bastard as much as the girl in this piece does
Love the fire.
Hate the dead bastard as much as the girl in this piece does
