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THE ONE IN THE SUN

Poetry By: Nessly305
Poetry


KILLING SOMEONE......ITS REALLY EVIL


Submitted:Feb 7, 2007    Reads: 87    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


LOOK INSIDE MY EYES AND TELL ME OF MY CREATION.

AM I MADE OF WHAT IS AROUND ALL THIS DEVISTATION.

BLACK AND SAD.

GOOD AND BAD.

NO DIFFERENCE TO ME ANYMORE.

I TOOK THE ADVICE OF A HUNGRY WHORE.

GOT ME SOME INSPIRED VISIONS SHE ROCKED IN MY HEAD.

I HAD A FEW TO TELL HER INSTEAD.

ABOUT HER DIEING AND BEING DEAD.

ITS IN MY WRITTEN BIBLE I SIAD.

WELL OF COURSE SHE KNEW I WAS GONNA CARRY OUT GODS WILL.

YES YES HER DEATH I HAD TO DEAL.

SLASHING POKING CHOPPING AND TWISTING.

HER NECK I KEPT MISSING.

SO I TIED HER TO THE BEDPOST AND HAD MY WAY.

AND THEN SHE HAD NOTHING MORE TO SAY.

ON MY WAY OUT I SLURRED GOODDAY.

BLOODIED AND DRUGGED FOR A NO GOOD WHORE.

DEAD, BUT I ALMOST WENT BACK AND BEAT HER SOME MORE.

I WAS BACK THE NEXT DAY TO GET RID OF THE BLOOD AND SKIN.

THEN TALKED TO GOD ABOUT HOW IT ALL SHOULD BE DONE AGAIN.

I GOT THE LUCKY ONE.

THAT LIVES UP IN THE SUN.

I CAN PRAY AND HE GIVES ME AWNSERS.

UNLIKE ANOTHER WHO SEEMS TO LIKE BOMBS AND CANCERS.





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