Category : Poems

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Fuck a pen, and Fuck some paper, catch a puff of Venom, as I up rise from the vapor, sunrise and a savior, who needs hell, when he died to save ya, i'll come correct or I'll come never, cut these ties that bind me forever, cut the throats of these here demons, that steadily jock my endeavors, that keep me in flames were the torture ends never, they slick but not so clever, Fuck hell, I feel like we already there, at least in my world they're don't seem to be no light, nothing to keep a balance or a smooth steady flow, no way to really get up out the hole, nothin to show, no retirement when I get old, just a run down old man, with no soul, no one to hold when it life gets cold, Id rather freeze than have anyone around me, cause no ones on my level, im tired of fuckin wiith the devil, tired of watching folks do what they do, then look surprised we they come unraveled, plans get destroyed, like thrown in a fire, I tell you, it's no laughing matter, all bullshit to the side, Im battered
Venom
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