Clown of Misery

Member since 2002 · Posted 22 Feb 2003 · 5 comments

This hatred breeding in my mind Nothing escapes the eternal conscience eye Which way can I run when every door is locked? How do I get away from these never ending thoughts? Consumed by rampant fatal infection! Nowhere to turn, it fuels the self-implosion You cannot change me! No you will not control me! Go on living on your knees Your manipulating words, your artificial smiles I've left all your lies in a burning pile My will is stronger than yours will ever be You rotting clown of misery!

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[6] Mr Pig 23-Feb-03/5:03 AM Reply

Yes, Yes one can see a story unfolding here, Artificial smiles, so true this day and age. 6

[6] <{Baba^Yaga}> 23-Feb-03/10:25 AM Reply

Artificial smiles were true a 100,000 years ago too guys!
A pile of burning lies...?
Does that look anything like
a great white concert?
my my my

is this 'rampant fatal infection'
a virus a bacteria, or perhaps a metaphor.

[n/a] nocturnalism › <{Baba^Yaga}> 24-Feb-03/11:01 PM Reply

The infection is really only partly metaphoric. Because its a virus of the mind. its what happens when you get attacked by a suckubus otherwise know as x-girlfriend.

[8] CrAzYlAdY Surukain 23-Feb-03/3:24 PM Reply

O_O coo....

[8] CrAzYlAdY Surukain 23-Feb-03/8:36 PM Reply

GAH HERE IT IS! Woops b4 i had meant to put an 8, when i saw the 4 i was confused.......for a long time .....so imma put 8..is this legal?! lol