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Black slimy books, black slimy words Black slimy fingers cramed them into a black slimy worlds In my cracked up mind those slimy black words sunk in This is how the end will begain Blackbird sitting on my windowsill Wait for me to seal the deal Those black slimy words soon accumulates They become black slimy books, my imagination stimulates The black goat waits outside my window patiently As the black sheep walks around aimlessly The black slimy books have now become blood slimy pictures Seen through my mind's eye with stricter It was all becoming the perfect blood slimy mixture The black goat has now donned his crown He beckons me to come on down To stand beside him on the earths ground The blood slimy pictures are now a blood soaked movie in my head That plays over and over and over, till I'm filled with blood soaked dread So I seal the deal with the blackbirds blood Emotions overwhelms me like a torrential raging flood Then the emotions are suddenly gone with a thud So if you are reading this you might see why I left with the black goat, so dont you cry Maybe I'll be back as time goes by
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Apr 8, 2016
Apr 8, 2016 at 11:14 PM UTC
Scribblings of the "seemingly" Insane
Black slimy books, black slimy words Black slimy fingers cramed them into a black slimy worlds In my cracked up mind those slimy black words sunk in This is how the end will begain Blackbird sitting on my windowsill Wait for me to seal the deal Those black slimy words soon accumulates They become black slimy books, my imagination stimulates The black goat waits outside my window patiently As the black sheep walks around aimlessly The black slimy books have now become blood slimy pictures Seen through my mind's eye with stricter It was all becoming the perfect blood slimy mixture The black goat has now donned his crown He beckons me to come on down To stand beside him on the earths ground The blood slimy pictures are now a blood soaked movie in my head That plays over and over and over, till I'm filled with blood soaked dread So I seal the deal with the blackbirds blood Emotions overwhelms me like a torrential raging flood Then the emotions are suddenly gone with a thud So if you are reading this you might see why I left with the black goat, so dont you cry Maybe I'll be back as time goes by
Pauline_Morris
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Apr 8, 2016
Apr 8, 2016 at 11:14 PM UTC
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