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your love for him, it drives me mad. the pain you cause me dosent help. and knowing that you will never come to me boils my rage.
you kiss. thats done it.
I will burn, I will kill, destroy, I will earn you. there will be blod on the streets, dead bodeys at your feet.
this is all for you, princes.
piles of death, black clouds protest. give in to my lycantropic rage.
I will rule, everything will be mine, and as for him, he wont be to fine.
hows your superman look now, huh, princes
- by _delted_--mfrag |
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- | Submitted on 11/02/2008 |
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- Title: lycantropic rage
- Artist: _delted_--mfrag
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Description:
ok, for people who have read my other poems, nothing has happend, Im not pissed at anyone, I just felt like writing a darker poem
also, I imagined a kickass guitar solo playing in the background - Date: 11/02/2008
- Tags: lycantropic rage
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Comments (3 Comments)
- LaTiNo LoPeZ - 02/04/2009
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Cool!
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- _delted_--mfrag - 11/06/2008
- huh? I cant see my comments?
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- Fluxit Aqua et Sanguine - 11/02/2008
- Very nice, I think though some of the language and punctuation could have been expressed in a more erudite way. 5'd!
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