Poems come here to die.
Monday, November 3, 2008
I've got a maniac grin on my face
I am running with scissors in this race
I've got 1000 monkeys on my back
I'm ready to kill, fuck, die, attack!
Feeling like a timebomb reaching zero
All ready to blow up, not waiting for a hero
Feeling like taking this planet down with me
I've been all of us, there's nothing left to be
I am the tension that needs a mention
I am confident in my apprehension
I am stalking the night, on Death's wing
I am the Alpha, Omega, The Nothing
I give a fuck
I'll fuck you up
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November 6, 2008 at 11:15 PM
dude...this one was a killer!!!
feels nice to have monkeys back :D
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