slit their faces, suck their bones
hear them scream and hear them moan
Bash their skulls in with your fists
pile the heads, collect the wrists
once their blood drips from your shirt
rip their skin and make them hurt
for every wrong they've done to you
for all the pain they put you through
give those fuckers vengeance, ten fold
then leave their bodies to rot and mold
cleave the fellas of their member
i promise their sorry bastards will remember
they will cower and whimper with fear
stab the bitches, cut out their sneers
bring them sorrow, release your hate
impale their hearts on hell's gate
nail the posers to the floor
use the hammer until they scream no more
tear out their lungs threw their nose
string up the fingers and the toes
from the sockets, pop out their eyes
save the blood and watch them die
how wide will their mouths stretch before they tear?
they can't insult you if their tongue's not there
lastly, take a knife to that perfect hair
to struggle and fight they do not dare
then burn the bodies without a care
to all the jerks and snobs, i warn,
you'd better run
because we just might take up out chainsaws
and have some Innocent fun!
Author notes
just so you know i DO NOT endores violence. i got the idea when i was sitting in my tech algebra class and the usual people where giving me a hard time and i started daydreaming (vividly) about what i would do if i could have my own personal masacre with no consequences.
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Comments
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Wow, i have also had quite vived daydreams about people i would do this to. Evil and dark, i love it
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like ur poem. its evil & coooooooooooooooooool
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this is one fucked up poem...... but i love it. good job
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