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I wanna die (Pimple) by scitz I want to join the Angels above,
Because in heaven at least Iâve a chance to be loved.
I cut myself to release the pain,
Why did you leave me to go insane?
We were good you and I,
And now youâve gone I want to cry,
But my eyes have cried dry,
Iâm as lonely as the sun in a grey sky.
You fucking bitch I wish youâd die.
Nobody knows how I feel,
Iâve lost my appetite and canât even eat my favorite meal.
But Iâll get my revenge on you, you fucking slut,
Youâll be sorry when my wrists have been cut,
And then my pain will be no more,
Since the day you walked out my door,
So while I die bitch,
Iâll be watching you cry bitch,
And youâll be sorry,
For losing me.
Up the ladder:
Mid Night Snack
Down the ladder:
Sacrificial Virgin
Votes: (green: user, blue: anonymous)
Arithmetic Mean: 3.5
Posted: August 5, 2003 5:58 AM PDT; Last modified: November 2, 2005 4:27 AM PSTWeighted score: 4.928861 Overall Rank: 9150 Comments:
I guess making it a pimple lets you get away with the childish indulgence.
Good, but only because you don't mean it
That aught ta show er.
I love it....Out standing vote some of mine plase
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I will wear this dishonourable crown with pride. I recently attended a student poetry evening filled with train spotters and ugly teens with yellowheads on the brink of explosion. There was a young lad called 'Malcolm Spurgeon' who started crying as he read 'The Destruction Of Me' at the end a posse of girls (who were crying) asked him to write one for them about there experiences. By the end of the night he had snogged the lot of them and thought he was a God at poetry. I must admit to having a soft spot for Malcolm for his sheer incompetence and bravado he had a taste at the big time.
I may enter next week once I have eaten lots of high cholestrol foods to make me look the part, what do you think Z?
shall i go for it?
chicks dig tragedy too. write 'an ode for a mate who died, saving me' or something like that....