Home Sweet Hell

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    Home Sweet Hell

    I am your savior,
    My heart is black as coal.
    I am the devil,
    Here to steal your soul.

    You call upon me,
    To make your dreams come true.
    Once you sign that contract,
    BITCH I own you.

    I now control your life,
    I'm the ruler of the dead.
    I'll make your life a living hell,
    !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!HELL YEAH!!!!!!

    Now your end is at a near,
    In the air I smell your fear.
    Now your soul is on its way,
    Here in Home Sweet Hell to stay.

    As you lay in your cofin,
    And hear the sounds of the bell.
    Come bitch I welcome you,
    Here to Home Sweet Hell.


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    NayInLove commented on Home Sweet Hell

    01-28-2009

    very original.. I like the theme
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    If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

    Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

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