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# How I yearn for the sweet release
From this prison of life
My life is an endless torment of trials and pains
My soul is eaten up by thousands of beasts
My mind is torn to pieces on the spikes of a big old castle somewhere in Scotland
For my parents won't buy me another Xbox 360 game
Until I've tidied my room
(, Wed 12 Jul 2006, 22:14, archived)
# Hahah.
I Look out my window and I see pain,
I have to mow the yard again,
I think I will go get hit by a train,
it is driving me insane,
My parents are really mean,
They wouldn't get me any icecream.
(, Wed 12 Jul 2006, 22:17, archived)
#
as i sit upon my bed
i scream at the demons inside my head
they tell me i must cut myself
with a blunt old razor from the bathroom shelf
the demons work for mum and dad
if i was dead then they'd be glad
for my death they are smitten
why oh why can't i get a kitten?
(, Wed 12 Jul 2006, 22:21, archived)
# I am followed by the darkness it lives inside my head,
and then i goes to lie wiht me inside of my bed,
it tries to touch me because the darkness is a nonce,
I must exape I only have one chonce.
The darkness falls asleep after Eight,
so i say "great"
and I make my escape,
and then the darkness masterbates.
(, Wed 12 Jul 2006, 22:23, archived)
# I liked it better
without the obvious last two lines

but I like it all the same...someone should collect all these and publish it
(, Wed 12 Jul 2006, 22:18, archived)