Lock&LoadA Poem by Sayonara
Gather up any weapon you may have in your possession!
We're about to make a killing session. I want to teach my so-called "family" a lesson. For treating me like sh*t since i was an adolescent. The time spent Saying The things i ment. The things i sent so they wouldnt forget. They deserve this sentence. They need repentence. And i really mean this. I need to kill each and every bi*tch that was always talking sh*t. Killing is a new game. I will not lose Ill leave this killiing session with out a buruse. Your all screwed! I need my sword My claws My saw My knifes Your all going to die. Thats not a lie It wont be a tie. You cant kill me Nor hurt me. Your not worthy of hurting me. Your too ignorant. You cant see. But i can see. You dead at my feet. Have fun in hell. You wont see me there. But ill be the one ringing the bell. You better find a hell shell to hide in. Hell is as hot as its ever been. >:D © 2013 Sayonara |
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Added on June 14, 2013 Last Updated on June 14, 2013 AuthorSayonaraYUMA, AZAboutI love poetry My dream is to be heard all over the world. Im hopeing this will get me started atleast. I write stories and lyrics plus poetry. I want honest feed back I can take it :D more..Writing
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