Thursday, January 29, 2009

Smile

I want to kill you, kill you dead,
I want to be in that pretty little
head.
I want to drink all your blood,
I want to play with your guts,
In the mud.
I want to knife, knife your face.
And smother with kisses,
that bloody space.
So when you go to bed at night,
And something doesn't feel quite right.
Its just me waiting,
In delight.
So please do cry,
Howl and moan.
And don't forget to smile,
Cause you're not alone.
I'll be there,
To feast on your bones.

Some people try, try to be sick,
And they write weird things, write em up quick.
But I truly have no greater dream,
Than to hear,
Hear you scream.
:D

1 comment:

  1. http://bullshittimes.com/splitter.htm

    You two were made for each other.

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