Heart of devastation…
See my demarcation
Live in desperation
Born of desolation
Heart of devastation…
See the deformation of my soul
Colourd black and hate for all,
Slit your wrist and bleed for me,
Tears of pain for all to see..
Anti-social words I speak,
Living on the edge of a peak,
Allways ready for the fall.
Wanne fight and conquer all.
Please get killed by my hand,
Doeing everything on command,
I’m your master, your a slave,
Fucking asshole dont get brave..
SELF DESTRUCTION!!!!
See my demarcation
Live in desperation
Born of desolation
Heart of devastation…
Live in desperation
Born of desolation
Heart of devastation…
See the deformation of my soul
Colourd black and hate for all,
Slit your wrist and bleed for me,
Tears of pain for all to see..
Anti-social words I speak,
Living on the edge of a peak,
Allways ready for the fall.
Wanne fight and conquer all.
Please get killed by my hand,
Doeing everything on command,
I’m your master, your a slave,
Fucking asshole dont get brave..
SELF DESTRUCTION!!!!
See my demarcation
Live in desperation
Born of desolation
Heart of devastation…
Reacties op dit gedicht
| observer: | Zaterdag, maart 11, 2006 18:50 |
| man your angry, you sure know how to bring it forward. good poem, easy to read difficult to understand |
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| Auteur: Draco Donnovan | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: benji | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 06 december 2005 | ||
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