Salem_B911

Sinister Hatred

All of this hatred within this body,

I'd just love to rip you apart, got me?

The shit you spill upon the world will forever be displayed,

For what you've done and who you have played.

 

Your soul is weak and frail,

I will break it to my own avail. 

Gaze upon this jagged tail,

I will tear you apart and make you hail!

 

You're mine for the taking you wretched cur,

Your fallacies are outed as you bow to the mirror.

No one can help, nor are they willing,

Your lies and deceits have decided your killing.

 

As your body dies and your ragged soul slips, 

Not another lie will come from your lips.

 

Comments1

  • orchidee

    Erm, a bad-hair day there?! (heehee).



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