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park closed to the living

The dark park is a graveyard,
every nite the demons fight,,shadowed moonlight , you got  a strange neck bite
in the morning the park you walked in is now a crime site
Cops show up,but never go home
last words heard
just screams in the phone
told them dont go alone,find yourself with skin and blood gone,nothin but bone
Skeletons placed next to a fuckin camode
everyone crying and whining
grabbing guns, waiting to unload
so they turn the barrel the other way hearing the screams
its so simple,place the barrel to your  fuckin temple
Cock it pull the trigger tight,dont resist, what feels right
Kneel down to the grave so empty,
so empty the clip,
fall in after you miss,break your hip
crawl out,limp home
marrow coming out of the femer bone
adrenaline pumpin to the brain thats tellin you to kill the pain but your fuckin insane
wake up ,strapped down,doctors around
groggy in the eyes
you try to yell  they scream "suprise"
fuck the thighs,pain now in a different place
try to talk dont have a tongue,try to breathe dont have a lung
and the bee in the room wont die after youve been stung to death and you start to smell you wanted wander around in the park
now you can dance with me in hell
Written by jrocks
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