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He was standing to his ankles in blood,
because you killed him.
Why did you kill him?
He was my first and true love.
The only person that kept me sane
in all this madness. He is now gone, gone
Forever.
You beat him.
You destroyed him.
He wasn't ever the same.
Then one night, you barged into my house.
Woke us up and killed him.
You slit his throat.
You sliced him up right in front of me.
How could you.
The blood splattered everywhere,
It got all over the walls,
Never to come out,
The stains will be there forever.
You were going to take him on the death march,
He refused to go,
He was smart,
He knew that evil comes disguised,
He knew that if he went with you he
would for sure die.
He would get beaten,
He knew he would starve,
He didn't go,
So you decided to kill him in our home.
If I go to sleep tonight,
He'll be standing to his ankles in blood.
It's all you're fault.
You destroyed him.
You killed him.
You threw his body into the river.
And now if I go to sleep tonight,
He'll be standing to his ankles in blood.
You let him die.
And now I'm on my own,
I am trying to find my way back home,
I can't escape the insanity that haunts this place,
All my wonderful memories turned to dust,
I've seen a vision of my life,
And I want to be delivered unto the light.
I can't go on living this way.
If I go to sleep tonight
He'll be standing to his ankles in blood.
But at least I'll be with him.
- by SpongXecake |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 11/25/2008 |
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Comments (5 Comments)
- pollier - 12/17/2008
- whew creepy.i really lurve it^^
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- ballad_of_black - 12/13/2008
- That was REALLY good!
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- darkangel9194 - 11/26/2008
- Wow.....
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- Ruff Kitten - 11/26/2008
- nice job ^^ 5/5 keep up the good work
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- Maruko_97 - 11/26/2008
- It's nice. Good WORK!!!! ^_^
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