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rest your head my child on my rotted lap
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Eggs and flour
sugar and butter
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Hell hounds ripping at my flesh,
making sure its nice and fresh,
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I'm that knock at the door
I'm that misplaced shoe
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What do you call insanity? / This sense of unreality? / Or something else entirely?
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Pick up the knife
Silently wondering
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"There's a bug!
It's on my arm!
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the darkness of the night
she could smell a bad odor
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by Sir Love Coffin
25 lines,
on Mar 17 3:08 AM. In Lyrics, Dark, Adult, Dark Goth, A Dream I Had, Creepy, Thoughts, Personal, Pain, Life
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The gates of the cemetery
Mark my sanctuary boundaries
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The blue bonnet girl has a taste for meat
the pork, buffalo, chicken, beef
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I can see a light in the fog,
shining through the trees
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About scary creepy creepy crawlies in the old dusty attic
by pop123
26 lines, 4 comments,
on Jan 15 7:32 AM. In creepy
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Down in the old Victorian house, beneath the rotting timbers of it's long-forgotten floors, the asinine boy followed his pal's dare to the
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In the dark of night,
when all is quiet,
by Emo-Goth666
7 lines, 8 comments,
on Dec 7 4:18 AM 2007. In creepers, creepy, night, dead, dark, quiet, play, snatch, bed, bite, head, day
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I waited in the airport with my mom
My brownish hair pulled back in a ponytail
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read and see. It's spoken in first person.
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Does it spike your punch with an adrenaline rush
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Long ago by a blue lagoon
Lived a pretty lady named Lily
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Sitting in your dark room,
You find you're not alone.
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CDead silence
Across the yard
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the voices in my head
must stop
before i end up dead
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I know it well, yea, every crack within each
leaden prison pane
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Mind of hidden secrets / door after door locked / there is no escape / those scrapes and bruises / brought on by ruthless / dreams of bitterness / so many emotions are / slithering through / out your shaking b
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by Synthetic-Nightmare
62 lines, 7 comments,
on Jun 6 8:00 PM 2007. In dark, sad, emo, creepy, life, insanity, personal, madness, murder, death, cutting
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