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[sid] => 146325
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => He Who Has Become Death
[time] => 2008-11-14 18:03:42
[hometext] => Insanity: the condition of being insane; a derangement of the mind.
[bodytext] => i'm walkin down the street with my trusty axe i put in someones face, i'm a maniac i walk into a dennys some dudes pushin a mop i put my axe in his throat and watch his body drop then i run, and i run straight to a wal mart when my axe goes a swingin the bodies come apart in my twisted mind there is no rights and no wrongs just the axe in my hand and your neck where it belongs time flys by now its dark outside so i grab my knife and go for ride all i got now is my mind but its dark and these wicked a** demons tell me to embark so i go on a midnight stroll through the park i got my 9 inch knife gonna tear someone apart i see a high school and let out my wicked call it hits me like a brick i got to f***** kill em all what happened next i don't quite recall all i remeber is death and blood as i watch the bodies fall heads and bodies and gore decorate the hall but i stayed too long i had too much fun when the coppers showed up i had to run but they caught me in the streets and got me with the gun bullets through my flesh and now my life is f***** done [comments] => 1 [counter] => 228 [topic] => 59 [informant] => solidsnake116 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => psychoticpoems )
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