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hunger

--------Im hungrey.
For what?
I do not know.
Is it for suicide.. or for the crunching of bones?
Stop being so fucking alone, to finally find a god damn fucking home?
Am i lost?
Have i been found?
I am doubting myself as i wander around
Blood excites me. So does death.
What the fuck is going on in my head,
reaper pacing at the foot of my bed,
Waiting for the moment i put this gun to my head
slice a few necks first. one at a time.
I AM TRUELY THE REAL LIFE JECKYLL AND HYDE
needing help. none in sight. it is to late i think i have lost all my fight.
I want to leave in the dead of the night
grab some tires, a rich fuck, watch them burn with delight
Jeckyl? Which one is good, is it hyde?
I do not know
I am losing my mind
come on.. double suicide
IS that what i am craving? my ghost to stay alive?
Give a dark thought to every fucker i knew, spit my name out now taste like beer badly brewed.
Pluck some teeth out
one at a time
Yank my hand threw your rib cage and tear out your spine
I am so bored with this society life
Come to your house and rape your damn wife
I am so sorry
it is the only excitement i can find
Maybe something can cleanse my damn mind?
Holy water......
I can smell the fresh prayer
Do not worry young beauty
i will treat your soul with great care
Written by naturalselection42
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