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I hate your guts and think you're stupid (Free verse) by horus8 You know who you are.
Yeah, you. You're going
to tag this with a zero.
And pretend you never read it,
but it will be too late by then.
It will infect your mind like
a virus. You will keep repeating
it. Occasionally, outloud to
nobody in particular. You are
getting sleepy. You are getting
tired. Listen to me. Believe:
1. God is no one you will ever meet.
2. Religions are false safety nets bent on your money.
3. Heaven does not exist the way you think it does.
4. You are being tricked every day yet you ignore it.
5. You are afraid to die.
6. You are afraid of change.
7. It scares the shit out of you to see your body decaying.
8. Time is becoming less and less on your side.
9. Anxiety is the norm, and mood swings control you.
10. You are afraid of being unloved and alone.
I will love you if you let me.
Don't make me hate you, and think you are stupid.
Because, when the end comes?
I will eat you first
I will eat you from your genitals up.
I will eat your face and ass
I will twirl your intestines around
my fork.
I will use your bone white licked clean femurs
as my chopsticks. Your piss, shit, and blood
will make me a sweet gravy.
Up the ladder:
ODE TO NICHOLAS JONES III
Down the ladder:
The plains of Africa
Votes: (green: user, blue: anonymous)
Arithmetic Mean: 6.5789475
Posted: September 20, 2003 3:25 PM PDT; Last modified: September 20, 2003 3:25 PM PDTWeighted score: 6.5040646 Overall Rank: 681 Comments:
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?-Dave_Mysterious-? @ 195.92.67.209
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20-Sep-03/4:07 PM
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Crude and spiteful -0-
Give me your leg. *unzip*
I don't know where you're going, but I know you'll be wet with love.
I am debonaire and handsome, trust me.
but I guess the wings and fangs give it away sometimes.
oh I know you're a beauty.. I've seen you (imbd.com). But how do you stow the wings and fangs when it's time to go to church? Devils always go to church.
I don't go to church. I haven't been back since getting out of perocial school in the 6th grade 'pace schools' a bible page memorized a day.
the sick goto church
to be loved and left burning. what bitch gave birth to you, brainsick canine of misery?
This is Poemranker.com, a site where people can comment on poems that other people have written, not Commentpoemer, where people write poems about comments that other poeple have made.
if i wanted to say for instance
I AM ZELK LORD OF OTTO - BOW BEFORE ME i can do that, or even &&&@**# and anything else that my heart could desire, so shut your hole and stop dictating to me what i may say in a comment, your not some authority figure, and if you were: id still say what i felt like saying. ok?
Look at everyone caring.
I was also saying what I felt like saying. Ahhhh..... Do you see?
I give it a five... hehe.. see you soon little demi-sungod
I don't get that lucky. Will you press the bell twice, so that i might bring to the door my knife and cut your chin a new dimple. Mr. raftalalcabanaboy. i saw one of your oars a mile back whimpering in an eddy about the direction your toilet flushes, needless to say... I let the tired board drown.
oh, you'll know when I will be coming. Trust me, you'll know...
I enjoy your unusual spelling of "parochial"; it no doubt explains your bad writing skills.
You know? I'd probably buy that load of bollocks if you didn't read my "bad writing skills" soooo much...
But for the hell of it, let me help you clarify your sentences better, and let us ignore my disregard for proper spelling years ago; it was an obvious lazy phase. Drop "skills" from your trite jest, it's redundant. But if you really want to be hip, and not sound like you're about to choke an a handful of gristle and sour bitch tit? Turn it to skillz, and then pipe smoke my dick-fuzz you redcoat asshat. 408 view(s)
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