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Shinigami Fun

Poetry By: Merlin
Horror



COMMENT&LIKE&COMMENT MORE!!!I wrote this when I was really mad and hurt. That may sound lame, like "oh, yeah, she's DEFINATLY emo", but you know what?: screw off. I hope you enjoy it, and maybe can relate. I polished it up a bit. (din't be afraid to give advice, "god"(psh, yeah okay) knows I need it.


Submitted:Jul 19, 2010    Reads: 48    Comments: 2    Likes: 2   


Blood drips
off my finger tips.
Darkness engulfs you like a flame
that I have yet to tame.

That burning
stomach churning
pit of dread
that I have spread.

Across your heart
will just now start.
Your voice is weak
you barely speak.

I've taken out your fight.
I've dosed your light
My dazzling razor blades
further darken your bloody shades.

My punching bag-
that dirty rag.
I'll keep you
here,my dear.

I've got you underground
you'll never make a sound.

Your lots of fun
my knife, my gun.

An acid bath-
you feel my rath.
Your screams no more
as I walk out that door.





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