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Tuesday, 27 October 2009

  • when i grow up
    i want to be a dinosaur
    tear through your mothers face with diamond teeth
    squirming between my jaws
    if youre lucky you can see
    i promise i wont pause

    i want to be Attila the Hun
    burn down your village
    roped and undoped inside your houses
    screaming like pedophiles
    caught with their pants down

    in jail

    the smell of burning flesh
    it never comes off your clothes

    especially yours

    when i grow up
    i want to be a martian
    without the anal probe
    instead ill jam wooden broomsticks
    straight into your nose
    no need to resist if i lube it up with spit
    or blown loads of cum when i shoot you in the back
    with my spaceage shotgun

    i want to be a dentist
    the bonus when youre sleep
    after i pull out your teeth
    i take your eyes along with them
    jab a needle
    tied with string
    pop them out
    and hear you scream!!

    when you wake up

    and hear me masterbating on top of you

    but ill save all that
    for when i [
    grow up.]

  • it's not baseball

    I dont play soft
    i'll blow your face off
    turn your brain parts
    into mince meat
    with the chainsaw

    trick or treat again
    it's only me and my friends
    waiting at your door
    under my coat
    ripping through your chin again

    how about a grin?
    arent you happy to see us?
    i can tear your spleen out
    through your penis
    mismatch body parts
    and put bowling pins in your anus

    but im not a rapist
    im a sedatist
    when i send two flashes your way
    pow
    your brains are sleep
    in Uranus

    or into a pile of shit on the floor
    mushed up against the door
    or splattered on it
    like a plate of spaghetti
    that nobody wanted anymore

    and after im on it
    nobody
    will ever again
    want
    your body

    fuck you sideways analy
    and drag you around bloody
    with a mazeradi

    thats a sports car
    and this
    is my [sport.]

Sunday, 27 September 2009

  • Put your self out little girl
    corner store whores
    overdosing on the bathroom floors
    pile on your make-up
    everyday you wake up
    smeared with the juices of spit and hatred

    Put yourself out little girl
    smash the back of your head into my hammer
    spread legged for the dead fingers to clammer
    crawl and to sprawl out
    into your wasted caverns

    Im going to put you out little girl
    out of your misery and into my pleasure
    your mouth and my cock were meant to be together
    you are the coward and I am your lion
    Im lying
    I just want to keep your heart and your head beside me

    Welcome to our world little girl
    they've put you out
    into this ball you will curl
    while you wither and die
    cum stains darken your eyes
    ill fuck you to death my pet

    i think your new name
    will be [pearl.]

Saturday, 26 September 2009

Tuesday, 15 September 2009

  • I am sick
    sick of this taste
    your blood is old and unwanted

    I once thought the same
    about your life
    and 3rd person existence

    thats why youre here
    isnt it?
    no need to reply

    but we have fun
    hacking and severing
    rekindling new memories

    for me, less of you
    because your last was never my first
    only another

    i love your head in my lap
    far beyong you sucking out
    whatever you can find

    it's devine

    perfect

    quiet

    and less of a puzzle
    until i open it up
    to see what's [inside.]

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