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You scream I dream...
I dream of the blood-shed of the dead
iron pipes
serrated knives
stolen lives
eery sounds creak above
its killing that I really love
I won't ever use a gun
Their just no fun
on click and its over
most people kill with them when they're not sober (<retarded line XD)
knives are direct
they leave more blood to collect
pipes are much more fun
as many hits as you want it'll get the job done
a hit over the head
a few slits and you're dead
bruised with blood
I'll throw you in the mud
water drips heavily from the sky
and below there you lie
- by Prince Bagel |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 11/21/2009 |
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- Title: The Murderer
- Artist: Prince Bagel
- Description: just a little poem I wrote in History class enjoy!
- Date: 11/21/2009
- Tags: exicuter
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- Prince Bagel - 11/28/2009
- thank you ^w^
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- KISSRockette - 11/23/2009
- wow 5
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- Prince Bagel - 11/21/2009
- ....this is not my best XD its so.... I dont know it doesn't really make sense to me lol and I wrote it XD lol
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