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"Cold-Blooded Murder" by Nightmare_Evil

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Nothing pleases me more,
Than the sight of your body on the floor,
Screaming for mercy, and forgiveness.

You taught me a lesson
Which could not be forgot.
Corrupter of inocience
My very soul rots.

I thank you for teaching me how to hate.
How to hurt,
How to be fake.

Life is just a game.
In which you hurt the other.
You don't look so strong now.

Rotting and bleeding on the floor.
Caused by the hands of your very own scholar.




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On Thursday May 22nd, 2003, Saint_Reaper (284) writes:
wow, that packs a pretty big statment!!!


On Tuesday May 20th, 2003, An Expired Member (13) writes:
"Could not be forgotten," not "Could not be forgot... The other what? Very own scholar? Non sequitor 'EVERYTHING'... Poetry.com publishes almost anything>>>


On Tuesday May 20th, 2003, Markus Porkwing (708) writes:
Very angry indeed. And Poetry.com will publish anyone. YOU have to pay them to do it and they lie. Those assholes! Such a stupid site! But your work is great!


On Tuesday May 20th, 2003, IceDragoness (250) writes:
it's sad how we get these lessons shoved down our throats, i like this ~Dawn



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