Sep 16, 2007

Erik (killed the elongated moment of bliss)

Aren't you just so jealous
Since God is just so zealous
and nothing is moral
not written not oral
and who isn't innocent
when my existence is fraudulent.
Caught up in synonyms
popping pills just like m&m's.
Just leave me alone
just so dark and alone
take me anywhere but home
hell is where the dead may roam
but that's no where near alone.
Who could find peace within death
draw the air from my breath
suck it out from my chest
die alone like the rest.

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