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blackness in the heart raping little rabbits and kittens
darkness in the mind skull****ing little kids
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Posted On: 03/23/2008 6:34AM | View TorumFroll's Profile | # | ||||||
the tragic tale of teddy, the stuffed bear who went insane when his owner sewed him a male reproductive organ and balls out of a leftover piece of plush (left over from what perverse creation I will not detail). first, he spent himself on the stuffed kittens and rabbits, but the darkness growing within him drove him to greater perversions of sexual predation, finding and ripping the heads off the Baby Alive Wets and Wiggles – and you know the sad sordid end of the tale. vainly I had sought to borrow from my books surcease of sorrow |
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Posted On: 03/25/2008 7:38PM | View Nepenthe's Profile | # | ||||||
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Cursed are we who look like beast but walk like men We breathe temptation, we live in sin Cast away to them we are remains and every ****ing chance they get they take and take and take They build the cages: We take the bait They dig the ditches: We add the weight So creep to life from every gutter in this town **** in every sewer, overflow the underground No ****ing roses There’s no one worth forgiving, we’ll burn they dead for warmth and wait Disease will find the living Log in to see images! |
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Posted On: 03/26/2008 5:49AM | View stab my heart be...'s Profile | # | ||||||
it rhymes, so it’s more likely lyrics than an emo poem.Log in to see images! vainly I had sought to borrow from my books surcease of sorrow |
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Posted On: 03/26/2008 7:15PM | View Nepenthe's Profile | # | ||||||
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stab my heart because youre bored Posted:
Wow, thats so deep and so true. I Log in to see images! |
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Posted On: 03/26/2008 7:46PM | View Dante Kinkade's Profile | # | ||||||
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The only reason flowers exist is to mark our dead. ****es and bling. ****es…. and bling. |
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Posted On: 03/26/2008 7:51PM | View Vince Russo's Profile | # | ||||||