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    99 The Assassination of Dark Poetry

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    respect for those can cheat on life

      If I did I would have no problem on those that cheat on their wife

      Sniff your life away

     

      Blow your mind away

      Trip over your mean less stray

      Make sure you die a different day

      You don’t feel the love for me

      So you have to take a f|_|cking pill to escape to a different planet to feel ecstasy

      If that is the case I will take a different women to share the pain I bleed

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

      The 100th Seed of Destruction

     

     

      Her older hand devoured the seeds

      They crawled in the folds of her skin waiting to be free

      As she sprayed them unto the loose wet soil

      Her laughter of insanity filled the airs toil

     

      For she has a plan to run the world

      Her seeds of Darkness will grow to spoil

      Her seeds of Darkness her only friends

      As she will nurse them tall to see the worlds end

     

      The water from her tears at night

      Will help her spawns grow tough with sight

      They grow so tall amidst her glow

      Of lonely souls that she will know

     

      She names them individually

      One by one she sets them free

      Her seeds spawn Angels so lovingly

      But there is a problem with them she sees

     

      They hatch and seek for mothers den

      But she lay on the ground clutching her chin

      She can’t believe her eyes of deceit

      The spawns are Angels of light not for defeat

     

      I planted 100 seeds for my own

      What happened to them all they have grown

      To be a savior of light this can’t be

      But the 100th is yet to hatch let me see

     

      As the seed breaks open on her 100th child

      A blackened claw exits the cover of mild

      Two horns break free of the lock and chain seed

      Revealing dark wings twice the size of the breed

     

      The 100th now stands taller than her

      The 100th "chosen" one will help her endure

      As she laughs again so hysterically

      The 100th draws back and releases a deed

     

      The deed of death across his mind

      The so called helper of Devils kind

      Pulls back his claws of blackened death

      And enters her chest with a laugh of the best

     

      The old lady looks into her child’s eyes

      Why do you do this to your mother with demise

      I raised you to help me rule the world

      As the 99 Angels of light flee from twirl

     

      She sees them all fly away from her sight

      Her babies ran away from the one who brought life

      What stood before her was the 100th of dead

      As her life and her blood spilled onto the floors bed

     

      The 100th released his own seed of clones unto her

      As the blood of the mom entered the seeds oh so pure

      They all hatched baring resemblance to the 100th of lure

      As they rose in the air they had been rescued by their dear

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

      Comment on This

     

     

      I write unto the blank papers stare

      A ball point pen in hand without a flare

      The words inscribed should be a future quote

      As I am the best or at least so you denote

     

      I listen to your comments out loud

      And damn you make me feel so proud

      I know that I am one of the best

      For you tell me so at least I can rest

     

      I take your words in heart with pride

      As I feel you only read what "I" inscribe

      But as I read words from others souls

      I see the same reply that you told

     

      I read the same things told to me

      You bustards are just lying to please

      You said I have so much to say

      I took it to heart as if it were a prayer

     

      I scroll upon others works of "art"

      You all say the same crap never heard a negative part

      So tell me I suck so I can have pride

      To be different than all these brown nosing fly’s

     

      "You have so much talent why don’t you go pro"

      Tell that sh1t to the fool on the rope

      "As usual you stun me with your words of hope"

      I get tired of reading the same for all poets

     

      Giving each other hand jobs for praise

      If you didn’t hate me now, I am sure you’re on your way

      Do I give a sh1t? Hell no I just laugh until it hurts

      At your pointless ratings of who’s best on the blurbs

     

      I speak my mind and tell the truth

      Why don’t you praise yourself and save time of the youth

      As they have more talent than you

      For they speak the "truth" and say "you suck" when its due

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

      Wait as second that is not me

     

     

      I think some ashore stole my identity

      Let me roll out the guns of policy

      And break down the laws of wrath upon this fool that is cloning me

      Wait and see.....

      After I am through with you, you will be begging for mercy

      Just like David did to Goliath

      I will throw a stone and poke you eye out you stupid myth

      Sis boom ba...feel like high school again all over

      "No she didn't do that, she did not just steal my insecurity"

      I will raise a flag to the whole school so they can side with me

      And ruin the new ones attempt to bleed her soul so free

      She can never be me, or at least I hope not, for again my insecurity

      Is what is killing me.....maybe I should focus on other things grownups can see

      I guess high school is over, but I was the queen of the ball and this b&tch can

      take her pen and fall

      Change you name before you get banned....

      I will set all against you like Gipetto controlled that wooded man

      Don’t you mess with the chosen one

      For I am your Lord a
    nd will not allow you to be in my zone

      It all comes down to insecurity....

      Of which the laws of copy write are completely wrapped around me

     

     

     

     

     

     

      The 8th Deadly Sin

     

      For those of you

      Who believe voodoo

      Is real enough

      To earn your trust

      Then be prepared

      To be filled with air

      As I blow smoke unto

      The mirrors of truth

     

      The Sins of Death

      Provide you with meth

      As hallucinations occur

      When you try and protect

      This endless cure

      For control of the lure

      And mans skewed laws

      Produce the sins of deaths claw

     

      You can’t make love

      You can’t break trust

      You can’t induce

      You can’t produce

      Forget reproduce

      Death will ensue

      Your pointless truth

      Mans governing root

     

      You can’t be proud

      Envious will cloud

      Gluttony will shroud

      Mans lust will frown

      My anger within

      Will end all in sin

      Sloth of the world

      Will meet greed with grin

     

      The last deadly sin

      Rhymes only with him

      As the nails drew within

      Hung up declaring win

      Man does equal pride

      For he creates laws with stride

      Forget others fate

      Our own sin can wait

     

      As we hang his with glee

      The eighth will shine free

      And eliminate deaths soul

      As its written in scroll

      "The 8th goes like this

      Is ends with your bliss

      Smile as you kill him

      For "MAN" is the last sin"

     

     

     

     

     

      4 Degrees from Darkness

     

     

      The average human temperature varies but always so close

      98.6 degrees separate us from all of the ghosts

      But if you think about it closer you can note

      That 103 degrees will be the end of our own hope

     

      The sun rotates upon its own in awe of our eyes

      For billions of years she has burned the same in surprise

      She has seen the birth of Jesus Christ and will see the death of us

      Only four degrees will separate our souls from being in her dust

     

      She knows the secrets of all time as we search hard to find

      If only she could talk but wait she left a clue behind

      For eternity she seemed like she was burning from within

      But one day she will be like we and submit 4 degrees from sin

     

      The clue she left was just a breath of how she once did pause

      With a name of "God" given to her as if she knew the cause

      Sacrifices were made on her behalf but she did not need them

      For time will tell and she eats your soul with 4 degrees of kin

     

      Again the clue given unto you is she will eat herself

      And when she will cave, unto her slave in turn unto her shelf

      She will take us all supernova and fall destroying all with a smile

      For the clue she gave unto the blind you will go with 4 degrees of vile

     

      The clue my friend is you and I will pass and so will she

      The cyclical life of eternal dance night will be the end of glee

      As you hear the song played out in true form please ask yourself to bleed

      For you cannot end the 4 degrees of sin escaping your mind as you please

     

      Long live the ignorant....

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

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