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I am not
Okay.
I am not
Dead.
I am not alone,
For the Man you hate,
Is my friend.
You think you are great,
You think you are grand,
When the fact of the matter
Is I never want to see you again.
When you think celebrity,
You think an athlete,
Or a musician, probably.

I think ******.
Famous serial killers,
And unexpected homicides.

****** will live in infamy.
As will Charles Manson.
They surpass every "celebrity"
No one will be able forget them.

So here's to them,
The devil's children.
May their names live forever,
Unlike their victims.
I guess it's time I come clean, I have a very unhealthy obsession with murderers and homicide.
Dumb *****.
Is what you said.
Dumb *****.
Is what you meant.
This Dumb *****
Gave you head
More brains than you ever had.

Fry your brain some more
Dumb *****
Blacken your lungs some more
Dumb *****
**** a *****
You Dumb ******* *****

You should watch what you say
I'll make you pay.
Not now,
Not soon,
But I will,
When you come crawling back,
That day.
Insignificant worm,
Look at you squirm.
What are you going to do,
Without the pity
Of some teenage girl.
You disgusting germ.
You twist my words,
Just like your body,
You insignificant worm.

I will not mourn
I have nothing to learn
I'll continue to purge
to rid myself
Of emotions
For some insignificant worm.
My boy,
My man,
My guy.

How long it's been since I've seen you,
So playful and alive.
How long it's been since we've been,
So peaceful and not crying.

My boy is back,
And he wants to play.
He wants to bite, and run away.
Like a small child with a crush,
Your cuteness turns me to mush.

My boy.
My sweet and happy boy.
Who thought I could make you
So happy.
Without being your toy.
Something in him has changed, and he is so open, and lets me make him laugh, make him smile..make him happy :)
How empty I've become.
Not happy,
Not sad.
Just blank and deserted.
I am
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through life.
No meaning,
No thoughts.
A rare goal,
Maybe.

Look how empty I have become.
Is it bad to want to be dependent?
I don't want to be able to stand on my own.
Is it wrong to be socially ignorant?
I would really just rather be alone.

Would I?
No, that can't be.
I want to be alone with you.
And you with me.

To be completely alone,
Scares me.
To be cared for too much,
Petrifies me.

I want to be alone,
Yet scared to be so.
I want to be liked,
Never loved.

I never think I'm good enough,
Yet I am better than her.

What a contradiction,
I must be.
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