© FilthyVanity 2009
Boredom kills the sane
Rip out your brains
Let the juice flow red
Inside and out; miserable
It's all rotting in your head
Run away, hide in the shadows
lay at the mouth of the disheveled bed
Die, liar; Suffer, vixen
I will conclude; Taking your eyelashes
Made from bone dust, she lusts
After all your dread; (it's in your head)
Little. Miss. Vexanity.
Driving me wild, with insanity
Blood red and candy pink, beat them boys
blue and black; Remember her smile
as in the coffin, she lays on her back
Her face daunting and it's making you think....
Anger, control; Death and Despair
Blood-soaking in her blonde hair
Uncontrollable, the feelings she tears
Unmistakable, the hearts she breaks
Let the pieces fall away
Up and down, words will entangle
It's burning a hole in your soul
Take the doctors advice, claim spastic
Lay on the floor of the white room today
Die stranger; Suffer, My Friend
I will conlude; Taking the symptoms
Made from our own nightmares, I compare
Why is it so wrong, when it feels so fair?
(It must be all in my mind...)
Little. Miss. Vexanity.
Driving me wild, with insanity
Blood red and candy pink, beat them boys
blue and black; Remember her smile
as in the coffin, she lays on her back
Her face daunting and it's making you think....
Anger, control; Death and Despair
Blood-soaking in her blonde hair
COMMENTS
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Lordpeace
22:18 Jun 18 2009
intriguing i would like to see more of your writing
SLEEPEREFFECT
23:33 Jun 20 2009
reads like a song, interesting though