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Aug 2012
Is it right or wrong to to speak your mind,
because I'm a bit confused,
it seems everytime I open my mouth I loose,  
I say what I feel and get put down, I think i'm loosing my mind,

Put me down again,
you have no idea how good it feels,  
to have your still beating heart,
ripped straight out of your chest,  
and brutally ripped apart,
right in front of your dying eyes,  
oh love you have to try it,  
dying is the latest fashion,
so please, do your best to hurt me,  
this pain has never felt so right,

Do you sense the sarcasm,
is it ringing through your ears?
if not you should probably get checked out,
because you're going deaf, i fear,
Next you're going to tell me,
you actually thought I enjoyed,  
being emotional ripped apart,
well, if that was what you thought,  

you're a ******* idiot.

Yes, a ******* idiot plain as day,  
were you not aware of this,
did you not realize you belong in,
a ******* mental instutution,?
Well thats okay,
I'll sit back and sip coffee,  
and waste the day away,
while I watch, your mutilated head decay,
I'll go to jail for killing you,
but I'll rest easy knowing,  
you're not on this earth anymore,
no one else with have to suffer,

Because your voice makes the ears bleed,  
its a truly deafening sound,
now I know, no one can be happy,  
atleast not with you around,
so I killed your *******,  
because I wanted to be happy,
for once.
Fictional, on the count of, i'm not a murderer, only in my wildest dreams.
although, i have killed this ***** 6 times over, in my head.
Johnnie Rae
Written by
Johnnie Rae  25/F/New Jersey
(25/F/New Jersey)   
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   Krusty Aranda
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