Tuesday, December 22, 2009

2Bt00tal4School Poetry Jam Edition

Homicidal thoughts are on the rise
with a knife in my hands and these angry eyes
I'll spill your blood so these thoughts will sleep
The blades so sharp it will cut so deep
The end of your life will fall tonight
and you will soon see the fucking light.

You'll pray to your god because you believe he is there
He can't save you now because he does not care.
Your Armageddon came and you must have missed it
Because your praying to a god that never existed.

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