you fill me up with rage when i think of you
you took away all the things i ever knew
now i'm drowning in sorrow don't know what to do
and you still sit there on your ass again
you let my good friends pass away
make me deal with the pain again
all i want to know is why
why you have to never help me out
your saposed hero to so many church goers
now your just killing me so
so when i turn to someone to help me
i turn to satan and my family
the ones you don't always like juggalo family we never die
my mother gabrielle she is so beutiful and so sweet
there my only ones that get me through along with my dark angel
its all the life i have to live it really sucks but i will make it
i need to bring my dark realm to this reality and i be well
but i'm dying to know your there you came to me now your a mother
even in death your so pretty and i hope you will stay with me
© 2006 deathfearsnone
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