Slaughter QueenA Poem by Last Lying LookLonely is just an opinion
Lonely is just an opinion Made by those who aren't adapted to the blood of fun Those who can't rise the dead dogs from their graves To come out and play
So everyone drink for your murdering queen Bow down to be sentenced to death by her claws Don't beg for mercy because then she'll kill them all Bow down darling
Dead dance for our slaughter queen Don't show fear at the dinner table She'll eat you alive Don't cower down or you'll die weak and alone
Wipe away your pathetic selfish tears Die with some dignity you fool Stand up to die Stand up and die © 2008 Last Lying LookAuthor's Note
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7 Reviews Added on August 7, 2008 Last Updated on August 16, 2008 AuthorLast Lying LookTrain Tracks, CanadaAboutScar Tissue that I wish you saw, Sarcastic Mr.know-it- all "The defects and faults of the mind are like wounds in the body. After all imaginable care has been taken to heal them up, still th.. more..Writing
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