I wouldn't do that if I were you...

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    I wouldn't do that if I were you...

    this is just me not knowing how i should be
    i am so eccentric in my thinking that they just
    cant understand what it is to be me......


    your going to sit here and figure this out
    suss out the instability in being cryptic.
    you speak in generalities, never bending the mind
    never being a challenge, always lacking the divine
    i loathe seeing it now, all that i held dear.
    im burning like acid, disintegrating from the inside

    Ive seen you here before.
    Ive driven with you.
    you let me wake up
    and i destroyed your fantasy world

    i know i am hate incarnate
    i will demean and enslave you
    you deserve to live in chains
    you deserve to dine on nothing but your feces
    nothing but your lies
    i will see to it that you loose your vanity
    your fucking narcissism divine
    i will vanquish any trace of your humanity
    leave you with nothing but your crime


    you are so worthless
    so weak and insignificant
    you fail at everything
    if even just to survive
    its an absolute tragedy
    that Ive let you carry on this long


    you abuse life and its beauty
    embrace uselessness in its infinity
    i am the voice of hate
    oh, undesired one, i live to hate you
    i bring you misery
    all wrapped up in an arsenic bow
    i bring you love
    laced with my ulterior motive
    hate is just the beginning
    Ive got my whole life to live with you


    you need to be broken and left
    your feeble attempt at redemption
    will only make me laugh
    we do away with your kind
    we use razor wire and venom
    enjoy




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    Qualin commented on I wouldn't do that if I were you...

    06-24-2010

    SOMEONE CLOSE TO YOU HURT YOU BAD IT IS A SHAME YOUR BEAUTY STOPS AT IT'S APPEARANCE...FOR INWARD YOU HAVE A WAR GOING ON!!!!!

    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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