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Fucking A!?!? (Pimple) by thepinkbunnyofdoom You shoot only to prove.. You've..
Missed.. You still don't get it..
The way you see things.. One way..
Point being you don't get it do you..
By the time you get a clue.. I'll bury you..
Taking my knife.. practicing castration.. on your corpse..
Things like that.. Get me hard..
At about the moment.. You breathe your last..
Face strained.. One last gasp.. Taking your life..
Value.. More than you'll ever know..
Up the ladder:
The Tuesday Dogs
Down the ladder:
Respect on a Quiet Hillside
Votes: (green: user, blue: anonymous)
Arithmetic Mean: 6.923077
Posted: July 19, 2003 2:27 PM PDT; Last modified: July 19, 2003 2:27 PM PDTWeighted score: 6.405882 Overall Rank: 767 Comments:
nice username
EMINEM!! god pink bunny i go away for 10 days and youve written god knows how many poems now i have to READ them all!! actually ill check out ur new pic first - see if ur as fit as u say u are. (o;
Yeah, sad really but look at the first word of every line.
hey now it makes sense!
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Look.. if you had.. one shot, or one opportunity
To seize everything you ever wanted.. in one moment
Would you capture it.. or just let it slip? Yo..
His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy
There's vomit on his sweater already, mom's spaghetti
He's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready
to drops bombs, but he keeps on forgetting
what he wrote down, the whole crowd goes so loud
He opens his mouth but the words won't come out
He's chokin, how? Everybody's jokin now
The clock's run out, time's up, over - BLAOW!