This is dedicated to someone very close to me -- i would happily do this and more for her
He never listened to her plight
He couldn't be more wrong .. in fact
Judgement will be passed on his soul tonight
As he sleeps, dreaming of wicked deeds
Commited in unmentioned events past
Blissfully unaware of the figure by his bed
Unaware that this sleep will be his last
Trailing through his memories
I find the one i need
Of a beautifull young girl he violated
To satisfy his perverted greed
My anger knews no bounds that night
I had to make him suffer
I had to ****ing decimate him
To assure he couldn't do it to another
I held in my hand the key
To my closure and his end
A simple little doll in his likeness
To cause such horrors no thing could mend
I take the doll to the floor
Pulling out an elegente knife
My mouth pulled a simple smile
As i proceded to take his life
I sliced and slashed the dolls torso
Driving the knife deep inside
I went blind with rage as i stabbed and stabbed
Making the hole so big and wide
Soon as i came to my senses
I stood up and quietly said
Judgement has been passed you piece of ****
~To the mutilated corpse lying on the bed~
Poetry by ~Johny~
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Written on 2010-02-26 at 22:16
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Judgement Day
He thinks he got away with itHe never listened to her plight
He couldn't be more wrong .. in fact
Judgement will be passed on his soul tonight
As he sleeps, dreaming of wicked deeds
Commited in unmentioned events past
Blissfully unaware of the figure by his bed
Unaware that this sleep will be his last
Trailing through his memories
I find the one i need
Of a beautifull young girl he violated
To satisfy his perverted greed
My anger knews no bounds that night
I had to make him suffer
I had to ****ing decimate him
To assure he couldn't do it to another
I held in my hand the key
To my closure and his end
A simple little doll in his likeness
To cause such horrors no thing could mend
I take the doll to the floor
Pulling out an elegente knife
My mouth pulled a simple smile
As i proceded to take his life
I sliced and slashed the dolls torso
Driving the knife deep inside
I went blind with rage as i stabbed and stabbed
Making the hole so big and wide
Soon as i came to my senses
I stood up and quietly said
Judgement has been passed you piece of ****
~To the mutilated corpse lying on the bed~
Poetry by ~Johny~
Read 749 times
Written on 2010-02-26 at 22:16
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