Keep on running,
there is no place safe.
Just go on hiding,
there is no escape.
Keep those eyes open
and watch out for ME!
YOU WILL BE IN MY POSETION
UNTIL YOU REACH YOUR FINAL CONFESION.
Chambered in your
ice cold heart.
It will eat at you
till it tares you apart.
You know what you've done,
you were the only one.
We will be your only
INVASION.
The only ones who
will take over and
create your
INFESTATION.
YOU WILL BE IN MY POSETION
UNTIL YOU REACH YOUR FINAL CONFESION.
Do not put your
sanity to the test.
We won't quit,
we wont rest,
We thrive only on
your suffering,
do not care about
your feeling.
DO NOT...
POSTPONE...
THE TRUTH...
ALONE...
prevention...
you were destined...
TO BE DESTROYED!
You will not survive
because you were never alive.
We are not your imagination.
This is not a halucination.
YOU WILL BE IN MY POSETION
UNTIL YOU REACH YOUR FINAL CONFESION.
Author notes
*sigh* sorry dude, listening to alot of Otep lately, thought this would've turned out better than it did
A contest entry
- Music To My Ears by Brandan Shamaya.
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nothing to say sorry for, its good
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Holy cow on a Popsicle stick. This is awsome. I love it. Really well written specially with the rhyme. Really really good. Well done. Keep writing.
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um, thanks so much for commenting. This was mainly just written for my fiance's contest
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