Because I've said nothing,
this is full of how angry and fed
up I am at a certain situation.
Angry at certain friends
but have since gained
a new perspective on it all.
~L.~
I am a warrior of the Devil
and I'm here to give you hell
your fat body I shall level,
DEAD, when I'm done, you'll never tell.
Your fingernail down chalkboard voice's so grating,
laughing, you won't be at this joke
There's no limit to my hating,
laughing gleefully at you, as you I gladly choke.
Poetry by liz munro
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Written on 2009-01-07 at 05:32
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this is full of how angry and fed
up I am at a certain situation.
Angry at certain friends
but have since gained
a new perspective on it all.
~L.~
Devil's Warrior
I am a warrior of the Devil
and I'm here to give you hell
your fat body I shall level,
DEAD, when I'm done, you'll never tell.
Your fingernail down chalkboard voice's so grating,
laughing, you won't be at this joke
There's no limit to my hating,
laughing gleefully at you, as you I gladly choke.
Poetry by liz munro
Read 459 times
Written on 2009-01-07 at 05:32
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