My Prick Kills

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Non-Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
My name is Shy,
I'm not a guy,
With a stick and a cry,
You won't like being nigh,
Who Am I?
I'm Meth,
Powdered Death.

My prick kills,
You touch my quills,
I hope you had your thrills,
Now you'll have your spills,
I'm blowing down wills,
I make you think you have skills,

I have a bone to pick,
I have asses to kick,
Did you feel the prick,
I hope it hits you like a brick,
You'll never hear another tick,
Because your death'll be quick,
I'm Haroine,

Imake you bold,
Then you go cold,
Your soul you sold,
My stuff you stole,
I'll own your soul,
All the lies you told,
It's you I mold,

Death I bring,
Life you sing,
Aren't you thinking,
Don't you know the thing,
That you're gonna bring,
Or the thing I'm being,
The Light you're seeing,
It's Me,

I'm Death,
Like the God Set,
I'm Meth,
You're in my debt,
You lost this bet,
I'm going to collect,
Since the day we met,
My traps were set,

It was written in the skies,
And in the suprise in your eyes,
As you spirit dies,
Who were my spies,
Who knew the lies,
Who cut the ties,
There are no goodbyes,

This is your life,
There's no more strife,
The truth is a knife,
Sharper than I,
You are in my,
World now say goodbye,

ITS TOO LATE.

Submitted: February 21, 2007

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Submitted: February 21, 2007

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My name is Shy,
I'm not a guy,
With a stick and a cry,
You won't like being nigh,
Who Am I?
I'm Meth,
Powdered Death.My prick kills,
You touch my quills,
I hope you had your thrills,
Now you'll have your spills,
I'm blowing down wills,
I make you think you have skills,I have a bone to pick,
I have asses to kick,
Did you feel the prick,
I hope it hits you like a brick,
You'll never hear another tick,
Because your death'll be quick,
I'm Haroine,I make you bold,
Then you go cold,
Your soul you sold,
My stuff you stole,
I'll own your soul,
All the lies you told,
It's you I mold,Death I bring,
Life you sing,
Aren't you thinking,
Don't you know the thing,
That you're gonna bring,
Or the thing I'm being,
The Light you're seeing,
It's Me,I'm Death,
Like the God Set,
I'm Meth,
You're in my debt,
You lost this bet,
I'm going to collect,
Since the day we met,
My traps were set,It was written in the skies,
And in the surprise in your eyes,
As you spirit dies,
Who were my spies,
Who knew the lies,
Who cut the ties,
There are no goodbyes,This is your life,
There's no more strife,
The truth is a knife,
Sharper than I,
You are in my,
World now say goodbye,IT’S TOO LATE. 

 


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