Another day another poem.

[Poisonpunk3]

Fagger upon fagger,
wants to rip my ribcage open,
I said sum 'bout their girlfriends,
It went : "That bitch's labia, it's burnt
Just like the inside of an oven."

I met some thugs on my way home,
talking 'bout them fucking raw.
I pulled my Magnum out my belt,
Blowed them one,
Just like the whore's they saw.

I arrived just hours later,
heard my stupid hamster howling,
I picked that shit up by the neck,
then I started strangling.

I sat right down by my guitar,
bought it, haven't tried it yet,
Neighbour started banging, opened
hit him good with the guitar
On top his malding head.

Police were called, I told them straight
"Nowhere am I going"
Shit escalated, had a shootout,
Ran and passed the border
Just like the thugs a day before,
Smoking, puffs I'm blowing.

 

[KevinDurder]

Dnr

 

[Poisonpunk3]

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[ltnjasper08]

Fagger upon fagger,
wants to rip my ribcage open,
I said sum 'bout their girlfriends,
It went : "That bitch's labia, it's burnt
Just like the inside of an oven."

I met some thugs on my way home,
talking 'bout them fucking raw.
I pulled my Magnum out my belt,
Blowed them one,
Just like the whore's they saw.

I arrived just hours later,
heard my stupid hamster howling,
I picked that shit up by the neck,
then I started strangling.

I sat right down by my guitar,
bought it, haven't tried it yet,
Neighbour started banging, opened
hit him good with the guitar
On top his malding head.

Police were called, I told them straight
"Nowhere am I going"
Shit escalated, had a shootout,
Ran and passed the border
Just like the thugs a day before,
Smoking, puffs I'm blowing.

dnr but great post

 

[Poisonpunk3]

.

 

[Vermilioncore]

the grave is all but silent
the words will all come back
each letter like a violin
creating its own band

and all is black as pitch
the world continues on
a somber sickly symphony
a never ending song

 

[Poisonpunk3]

the grave is all but silent
the words will all come back
each letter like a violin
creating its own band

and all is black as pitch
the world continues on
a somber sickly symphony
a never ending song

Great one, mirin.

 

[Poisonpunk3]

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