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"Flutter to the Grave" by riCOCKulous

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I watched as a piece of ash took wings
Fluttering from the lifeless ass in the tray
Reminding me of you
Just another parasite rising from the grave
Escaping my lips, taking my breath away

Take a step back, watch my pupils shatter
The smoke has risen and began to suffocate
Leaving no evidence
My heart will pump your hazed lies
Filtering through my skin, as you begin to defecate

Flutter away little prick, no returns or refunds
Don’t trip on your dick
Don’t bother saying please
Your lies have left no room
And my hearts not clean
You have sank your shit within me
And continued to spread your disease

You’re a cancerous sore,
You’re a disastrous spore
You kindle a fire within me
Smoking out my sanity completely
I have never been so pissed
I hope you reflect on what you’ve missed
If you didn’t know by now, you never will
Suffer in the smoke I blow back and distill
List the wrongs that I have done
Because it has only begun

Flutter away little prick, with your tail between your legs
I will sew up your dick
Please save the screams
Because your lies have left no room
You wont come back anytime soon
You have sank your shit within me
But I have killed your disease

Take a step back, watch my pupils widen
The smoke has faded and is beginning to dissipate
I will leave no evidence
My heart will pour your hazed lies
My skin is clean, and you’re two weeks late

I watched as a piece of ash took wings
Fluttering from the lifeless ass in the tray
Reminding me of you
Just another body remaining in the grave
Escaping my anger… taking my breath away…






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On Friday August 27th, 2004, urbanhumility (1374) writes:
may i take some of your strenth? i need it.......well done.........urban


On Monday August 16th, 2004, Zophiel (425) writes:
What wrath! Smiling sing song angry.



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