nice aint it?

does it really matter who i am? does it matter why i'm here? the answer to these questions and the rest of them is NO. life's submissivesness takes over and i calcify your mind. i watch you all die and laugh within my own corrupted mind as you look at my eyes for forgiveness and help. Your precious God is fake, and so is "our" souls. Meet me in the dead spot with your whores you call friends and the villans with megalomainiacal tabs on their tongues with a thumb on the pulse and a a finger on the trigger with shakey hands and bloody palms as i watch the knives zigzag through my aching fingers and still, i watch you die while i stand on top of you and prove you wrong like i always said i would do. Coming from a world of hate and disgust, i know how it must feel to watch your loved ones die. That's when you learn how not to love any1, not even yourself. And meet me at the dead spot once again...~Mike a.k.a Cean Lakranski and Psycho Mike-0.

posted by Cean Lakranski on Jun 17, 2003 02:21PM

get a grip

posted by idfghf dsgfsdf on Mar 14, 2006 06:05AM