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Morbid
Contributed by
tweaks2004
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Thursday, 7th August 2003 @ 08:25:00 AM in AEST
Topic:
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this is my life not yours
so stop takeing credit for it when these are my words
may the pain i intend to cause give you the stength to go away
as i fear the bigest problem i have is in whos be i will lay
who will i meet that has been through this much *****
going on with the darkness living inspite of it
i now pull the rage out of its prison
holy of holiest thoughts now morbid
as my rage seeps from inside
i tear at your soul intill it bleeds like mine
breaking all hope as your darkness falls as you bleed
bound to rot in hell with me
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tweaks2004
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2003-08-07 08:25:00]
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Re: Morbid
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by jaeann on
Thursday, 7th August 2003 @ 05:14:37 PM AEST
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| fitting title....holiest thoughts...........i like that line...... |
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Re: Morbid
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by bobotheclown on
Saturday, 9th August 2003 @ 01:52:42 AM AEST
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this was interesting not that morbid though. You should post more stuff. Overall good poem.
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