In a Room of Shame
I want to be in a room of shame
A room filled with girls
Girls that effed me over
A room with a gun
A gun with one bullet
So I can blow my out their brains
Their rotting corpses infecting
Their little bodies of shame
The disease spreading like
An epidemic of destruction
The stench of their carcass
Will sicken You
You will then know
Why I hate the smell of humanity
One by one You will die
from Lust to Dust
From lust u were born
and from dust u shall be gone
ThesinningSlave said,
December 8, 2006 at 10:40 am
a nice…and i liked the part “From lust u were born
and from dust u shall be gone” best hehe
CHIMERA said,
December 14, 2006 at 5:17 am
hmmmmm……….u write poems? i never knew that ….keep on bloggin
LESTAT said,
January 10, 2007 at 6:19 pm
kewl poems….but nest time try 2 write one of urs…kekekekeee. kyp on tryion…