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My Rhyme
Contributed by
Um_dubbidy_dumdum
on
Tuesday, 27th April 2004 @ 01:20:06 PM in AEST
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Youre gonna die
Im gonna kill you
Wether it day or like New Years Winter
Slash youre brain open with a pair of scissors
Wait there aint nuttin
There but a couple of blisters
Pop em with a knife
That way I can get rid of my strife
Blow your brains out on the a floor
I dont wanna talk to you no more
Youre a ***** youre worse than my mom
Whose have n a trip b/c I mowed the lawn
You say stuff you know you shouldnt
You know I can kill you yet you think I wouldnt
I will you better be aware
I see you now and you make me glare
All I have to say is ***** of and die
You ***** n ***** Ill make you cry
Youre ***** n jealous and you know it
I beat you up and now you show it
Hahaha I wasnt gonna say it
I might as well since youre actin the same
Hahaha I beat you get over it
Im a winner and proud to show it
So go take youre ***** n talk
And why dont you shove it in a sock
You lost and now youll pay
You were my best friend
But now its not the same and you must pay
You were lucky to be on my side
I wouldnt have killed you, but now you will die
Not later, not tomorrow
When youre happy and Ill leave him in sorrow
You have beef with me; bring it to my face
Youre a ***** n coward and Ill make you shake
Ill torcher you before you die
Give you pieces to your lover to make him cry
Hang you and slit your thought
Stab you with a fork
Burn off your hair and melt your ears
Shock you and mutilate you with my tears
Ill make you pay for all this bull
I hate you so much; youre gonna die
And guess what; afterwards I wont cry
Not sorry not even a bit
Now youll die I can promise you that
Have fun for now, but dont forget to watch your back
I will kill you thats a promise
Youll die get used to the fact
Maybe a little sooner than your god can react
Haha Im going to hell
See you there in Hitlers relm
Oh wow, Im going insane
Haha its to late
My minds set; I wont retreat
Youre gonna die I promise
Ill kill you myself you *****
***** you
Haha youre dead now
Bohoo
Goodbye; that makes me happy
You ***** youre dead heheh
I can be happy now with out your ***** n lies
Your B.S. crap is gone and I can finally live my life.
Goodbye :)
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Re: My Rhyme
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by lil_angel on
Tuesday, 27th April 2004 @ 01:45:59 PM AEST
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| Great job! Kinda...harsh, but very well stated! |
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Re: My Rhyme
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by deathdrop on
Tuesday, 27th April 2004 @ 02:00:04 PM AEST
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powerful thoughts, i love it! the words are just how i felt once. write as much as you want! and if it helps you could even draw a picture of the person you're angry with and stamp on it, scrible on it, gobb on it, even set fire to it. what ever helps!
they may have taken over you life, but don't let then take over every other part of you, because thats proberly all they want... to win and crush you, don't give them the satisfaction!
good luck, from deathdrop. |
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