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heartless hound of hell

pain is the game
the body plays the brain

i still for fortune
and i kill for fame

battle-n like nights
one with the sword
one with the knife
the power of the bullet
vs the power of the blade

the knife wins the fight, takes another life

now your bleed-n to death,
lay-n in the floor, cry-n in pain
cus you cant take no more, but ill see that your
dead for sure

i don't give a fuck i don't care I'm the
heartless hound of hell

so when you see me come-n don't
scream don't yell cus ill slit your
throat and drag you straight to hell.

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  • CrunchyMarshmallows
    November 7

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    ur poems scare me. sorry but its true. well not all of them scare me but the ones like this do...anyways...i miss you...i guess i'll talk to you later...byes