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| SinfulDarkness (profile) wrote, on 6-15-2004 at 4:04pm | |
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| Psycho Sacrifice: Crash, Kill, line up the Dead Banish the voices from within my head Smash, Wreck, rolling in Pain Blood drenching me, drenching me like the rain Pull, Tear, rip off the Scars Injected delerium, embraced by the stars Torn, Worn, spit out in Scorn Witness in Hell on the night I was born Broken, Beat, melted in Heat Grab for the stumps that once were my feet Hated, Jaded, body Mutilated I picked up my eyes and saw my pupils dialated Retching, Heaving, my senses are Leaving No one cares and I'm not even grieving Spin, Turn, I'm ready to Burn The fires of the pit are all that I yearn Crash, Kill, Line up the Dead Silence these voices that scream in my head.  |
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| Anonymous | its me Lauren!, 06-16-04 9:45pm That Pic is disturbing to me but i guess it does go with the poem :-D lol i luv you ash!!!
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| Anonymous | 06-18-04 6:14pm lol, i just realized that someone who has their tongue pierced could actually do that, lolololol..fuck yeah, oh my god- i wanna get my tongue pierced and put one of those things thru it for halloween, lmfao. that would really freak the fuck out of people- hell yeah.
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