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time to come my love
...
i can feel my body fading away
i can feel every second take my away
all this feeling are creating such a hatred in me
everyday i life i grow more hate
but when i see u ... the love of my life
everything is peaceful
....
but one day the cops told me that they had raped and killed u
i cried and cried
it hurts me to know the only person that calm me down is died
and the funny part is ...the cops told me there were and who they were and where they lived
i plan this for ...i dont know a good two day
well there was three and they live 3 blocks way from me
now let see where is goes
~the first guy~
hmmm picture this
he was laying on a table chained down
he wakes up cried for forgiveness
i laugh
i get the knife start cutting his toes ...then his fingers ... his hand .... his foot and let him bleed ...
and when he all most die ...i shock him to keep him alive
and finally i shove my hand in his chest towards his heart grab the heart and squeeze
~second guy~
this one i gave mercy
all i did was both his arm off and legs
then shot him in the heart
~and the third guy~
the third guy was the brutal
i chain him up
and i got his girl friend
and fuck the live hell out of her in tell she fell asleep
while he watched and i did it again and again for two days straight and the third day i went to him and told him "how does it feel to see your love one like this you little bitch"
and i cut his dick off and made his girl friend suck it
finally i killed his girl friend and let him watch. and finally i carved a heart in his chest in front of his heart and then whispered in his ear " now u know how i feel " and i pulled his eyes out ripped his heart off and shove in in his mouth ..
and really ive never notice this but he was in the same position as jesus
and now it my time to die
so i lay in front of my wife grave
i close my eyes ...
i can see her calling for me
so i go and leave my body
just to be with her
.....<3
i can feel my body fading away
i can feel every second take my away
all this feeling are creating such a hatred in me
everyday i life i grow more hate
but when i see u ... the love of my life
everything is peaceful
....
but one day the cops told me that they had raped and killed u
i cried and cried
it hurts me to know the only person that calm me down is died
and the funny part is ...the cops told me there were and who they were and where they lived
i plan this for ...i dont know a good two day
well there was three and they live 3 blocks way from me
now let see where is goes
~the first guy~
hmmm picture this
he was laying on a table chained down
he wakes up cried for forgiveness
i laugh
i get the knife start cutting his toes ...then his fingers ... his hand .... his foot and let him bleed ...
and when he all most die ...i shock him to keep him alive
and finally i shove my hand in his chest towards his heart grab the heart and squeeze
~second guy~
this one i gave mercy
all i did was both his arm off and legs
then shot him in the heart
~and the third guy~
the third guy was the brutal
i chain him up
and i got his girl friend
and fuck the live hell out of her in tell she fell asleep
while he watched and i did it again and again for two days straight and the third day i went to him and told him "how does it feel to see your love one like this you little bitch"
and i cut his dick off and made his girl friend suck it
finally i killed his girl friend and let him watch. and finally i carved a heart in his chest in front of his heart and then whispered in his ear " now u know how i feel " and i pulled his eyes out ripped his heart off and shove in in his mouth ..
and really ive never notice this but he was in the same position as jesus
and now it my time to die
so i lay in front of my wife grave
i close my eyes ...
i can see her calling for me
so i go and leave my body
just to be with her
.....<3
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