Darksider

Darksider

A Poem by Rante_Anglin

I am lost when your gone, like a verse without a chorus, an incomplete song.
To me your on a pedestal, way high and mighty. When I see you my heart starts slipping skipping, slightly.

Tell what must do to earn a seat by your side. How many walls have you put up, ill knock em down, you can’t hide.

Our time is always limited, when it’ll end we can never tell. One moment your here then silence, wishing you’d return, my coin is down the well.

Now this is where things take a turn. Am fed up of trying I just don’t learn. 
You don’t love me, you never have and won’t. So f**k you, nd all your lil games, I am done where is my coat.

You have fucked with my heart so ima tie you down and f**k with yours. Take a scalpel to your chest, cut you open, expose your heart, as it pumps your blood pours.

You fucked with my head so ima return the favour. Gauge out your eyes, and f**k your sockets, cum in your mouth, remember the flavour?

But my baby I love you, course I do haha 
I am.just born this way, Gaga.

F**k you though, I feel hung drawn and corted. It’s all your fault, this anger this pain can never be thwarted.

Ima kill you like a garbage bag ima burn you, bury you, dump you.

Stuck on a bus writing angry about how i feel. Somethings o write nd read, question myself, am I for real?

Is this me, these words coming from My head? I picture you cold dead carcass.
Or have i lost control and givin you a small hit of Marcus.

© 2012 Rante_Anglin


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Added on August 23, 2012
Last Updated on August 24, 2012
Tags: hatred, cannon fodder, ammo, melancholy, utter disgust, hurt, reality, marcus

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Rante_Anglin
Rante_Anglin

london, Croydon, United Kingdom



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I am young and love reading writing and singing more..

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