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Dream...

17:28 Aug 28 2009
Times Read: 556


I wish you could be,

the one for me

I wake up everyday,

hoping to see,

the light coming down

through the trees,

envelope you and me.

And lay together for

eternity.



What?.... I wake up,

am I on crack?

will never be together

and you'll never come back.

I still see you hanging there

from the ceiling fan. The note

there says, "no one could

kill me like you can"



Now I sit here crying like a dumb bitch

Still remember when I hid you in the ditch.

I dig you back up, and what do I find

my suicidal princess, my decaying dead

bride. I take a deep breath and drop down

inside, where we lay forever like the dream in my mind. - Lucien


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W.I.C.K.E.D. (Wish I Could Kill Every Day)

14:51 Aug 27 2009
Times Read: 559


This poem is the beginning of the song W.I.C.K.E.D. from Twiztid. I love this poem and wanted to put it in my journal



Gather we will



Each in search of a thrill



A reason for feeling the needing to kill



To stop what's happening



To silence the screams



To not be afraid



To sleep and dream



To feel in control and to take it all back



To fall into peace as the sky turns to black



Hope you got what you wanted



This wonderful wish



To kill everyday until nothing exists, in the world but you



Your the last one alive



But with no conflict to confront



Will there be a reason to survive



Will the anger just die



Or will you kill that as well



As you sit all alone in your personal hell



-Twiztid


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HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHa!!!!!!

14:24 Aug 27 2009
Times Read: 560


HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHa!!!!!!



I'm going psycho in here.

Don't know what to do.

But I have disgusting,

horrible Idea's, and the

sickest part, I like them.....



Runnin out on the town,

Bodies litter the ground

I don't know who did it,

but they'll pay for what I found

I didn't kill these people

this is my land

walkin down the street with

a hatchet in my hand.



I stabbed a bitch in the back

just to get some attention

But she had told who he is,

Ohh, and did I mention

that I get these nightmares

of fantastic horror killins.

And I guess I sleepwalk

because I'm the one that did it.



This amazing life ripping people apart

Skinnin there ass with a rusty knife

just to start.

Then those fucking pigs think it's there

decision whether I get to smoke a joint

and have that calm feelin.

I don't give a fuck, how many people die

there bitch asses arn't worth even givin sigh.

But they are worth a scythe, I'll stick it to there

neck, add pressure until I feel the spinal cord crack.



I go back in and lay back down.

The feelin of killin is better then a pound

My ass calms down and I drift off to sleep

knowin my hobby is hell's profit to keep.



HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHa!!!!!!

-Lucien


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Life...

19:35 Aug 26 2009
Times Read: 565


Breaking down from the ground,

I must surround, my life with those

bloody, deadly sounds.

What happened to my town.



Meth labs on the corner,

A growing social disorder.

Living on the border,

between love and psycho horror.



I just wanna stand tall

with my hatchet to your neck

make you scream my fuckin name

to keep my mind in check

I am a wreck, you see

but thats only fair for me

when my gats to your head,

you pay for eternity.



Dyings not hard it's the torture

thats hard to deal,

you can get a meal every fuckin

hour thats a steal,

try livin on scraps from a fuckin rat

have your capter come in an beat you

with a bloody bat.



Think about that

next time your sad and down,

It can help you change your mind

and appreciate who your around.

I don't give a shit what your

boyfriend did.

Beat his ass like his mom

should've when he was a just a kid.



Just get over it and live fuckin life

or go into your bathroom to play with

your knife.

-Lucien


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DiSeAsE oF tHe MinD

22:31 Aug 25 2009
Times Read: 569


The urge of your mind

To sit in time,

And feel the rhyme

While red, drips from your wrists

Concocting a bloody mess



Distress

This is a test, to see how long

you can keep a razor from the rest

This nice caress,

Peelin the skin back from you lovely breast’s



My girl I love you so,

I hope you know,

That every day you lay on my basement floor

I show you that my blood can even get as dark as yours

That night

When I cut your fuckin head apart



I’m sorry love

But you know, I couldn’t let you go,

Were together forever,

Like you would tell me every mornin



I take my blade and cut off

A little piece of your heart

For me to save,

To carry with me every day



Now I’m diggin your grave

In my back yard

Next to the past slaves of my love

I shove you in again

Like everybody else

I ever gave a fuck about



I want to give you a little piece of me

You can hold with you for eternity

You can see me slice your name

From my arm

Where I cut it at

Throw it in and bury you,

An that’s that



I go in, get ready

For another night

On the town

To find me a new love to steal

Out from the crowd.



-Lucien


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