+Dark poetry+
1.The optimist..
2.The pessimist..
3.Born in Hell...
4.Whats burned is clean...
+Pollitical+
1.Foolies wit Toolies...
2.What they kill for...
3.Silence from power...
4.What BUSH dont want u to know....


Sexual Trap.Pussy was the trap with that ass & tits. promised it 2 be tight thus prerequisite. See god gave man ah dick & ah brain. But not enough blood to run both in the same. When men get stimulated most cease 2 think. Thus pride grows & dollars go 2 her bank. Most wear no protection,not wantin it really. Those people be dumb & only the real fill me. Yet all the women who know there position of power. That still abuse it are amused by the men they devour. Devious in there thoughts,no remorse 4 ah drive. Demented 4 the money & cant evade there demise.Sexual Trap.
So whats left of the ma


The real Die slow.Die slow,Die slow motha fucker. If I had my way u would die slow. Though theres all these people killin each other. U still live & why,I dont know. Your every breath is an insult 2 me. Every day your above ground I wish 2 put u under it. These voices in my head keep tellin me see, to murder u now 4 my future 2 better it. Satan oh satan tell me what to do. Torture the bastered, cut out his tongue. His time is over , the fat lady sung. Burn the tongue close, He need not die 2 quick. Soak his clothes, with gasoline & piss. Stick ah needle in 1 eThe real Die slow.


Love is 4 FoolsLove is 4 them & not 4 I. Her words are illusive,her love was Ah lie. Sex was the bliss its done & I'm solo. Thoughts of her still do bring me so low. If pain was ah picture I'd paint it & frame it. Look upon it daily remember & hate it. Some tell me I'm crazy,heart broken & cant deal. What ever they say cant change me or whats real. She lied through her teeth from time 2 time. Somethin I should of seen but love is blind. Still truth be told I was traped in her illusion. Revealing parts of me that I kept in seclusion. I was told what I wanted 2 hear,It sounded good.  Love is 4 Fools


Beginning there was intro..In the beginning there was introduction, Later comes perfection. Just ta keep em watchin I change 2 new direction. The norm wasn't wanted, These fools prefer illusion My Ideas wore stunted So I receded 2 seclusion.Beginning there was intro..
The People are quick 2 state Ideology, Though hypocrites know there ideas be illusive. My educated guess, they dont know what they see. Hystericaly they proclaim I'm profane and polluted. I portray but ah portion of myself to yall sights. Believe u me it aint the part of me thats polite. Readed & love it or disregard it, This need not b
by *impressionenmeer
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"If being sane is thinking there is something wrong with being different...I'd rather be completely fucking mental."-Aj
Merci beaucoup ; ) my first fav' haha . i hope you saw that if you click on it .. its totally different . but i should trust you on that
check your email...and ignore the part about the letter. =]
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"If being sane is thinking there is something wrong with being different...I'd rather be completely fucking mental."-Aj
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Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
~Dylan Thomas
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