Monday, August 22, 2011

the build up

This place stinks!
it stinks of sweet smelling shit from another persons anus, from all humans anus's
what starts with a spiral ends with a mouthful

guts are flying everywhere. she quitely sits still
the veins are pulsating with fear. the handle is faced to oppisite way.
i dont think she can handle the smell


if you where a rabbit would you appear out of my hat?

candles light everywhere, proves nothing!
the red wine is thinner then her blood.

is she faced with turmoril again, can she not handle this town?
when will we leave daddy?

oh, i have no daddy.
maybe by the end of this road you'll have no daddy..

can it possibly be!!
Superman will never come save me.
you all smell of rotten fieces.
except im rotting quicker

in this dark area of town i wait for no man
i wait for silence..
i wait for murder

i can hear the crows call
no heart.
your soul.
my mind
in the fire


i wrote a song in my mind, i just never wrote it to paper.
thats how far ill always go...

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