When it seem that the world around you is breaking...

See the difference is I was writing actual poetry. Words from the soul.

But you have no soul therefore your words are invalid.

All your music sucks
All of you are homos
This is a haiku.

Singled out the kids who are mean to me
Get straight A's but they still make fun
I don't give a, I'll laugh last
Stayed in every night

Do my homework so I'll be smart
Girls all say I'm a little fuck
Mommy I'm a good boy
Mommy I'm a fuckin' savior
Mommy I'm alive

Mommy, can I go out and kill tonight
Rip the veins from human necks
Until they're wet with life
Razor-blades love teenage flesh
An epidermoty
I'll bring back a souvenir
For it's my mommy's dream
Can I go out and kill tonight, kill tonight
Killed a girl on lovers' lane
I kept her toes and teeth
Every night I stalk around until I find my keep
I'll bring back a souvenir
For it's my mommy's dream

Can I go out and kill tonight, kill tonight

Killed a girl on lover's lane
I kept her toes and teeth
Every night I stalk around until I find my keep
I'll bring back a souvenir
For it's my mommy's dream

Can I go out and kill tonight, kill tonight
Kill tonight, kill tonight, kill tonight, kill tonight

Kill tonight, kill tonight
Kill tonight, kill tonight, kill tonight, kill tonight
Can I go out and kill tonight, kill tonight
MommyKill tonight, kill tonight

Listen to the tales and romanticize,
How we'd follow the path of the hero.
Boast about the day when the rivers overrun.
How we rise to the height of our halo.

Listen to the tales as we all rationalize
Our way into the arms of the savior,
Feigning all the trials and the tribulations;
None of us have actually been there.
Not like you.

Ignorant siblings in the congregation
Gather around spewing sympathy,
Spare me.
None of them can even hold a candle up to you.
Blinded by choice, these hypocrites won't see.

But, enough about the collective Judas.
Who could deny you were the one who
Illuminated your little piece of the divine?

And this little light of mine, a gift you passed on to me;
I'm gonna let it shine to guide you safely on your way,
Your way home ...

Oh, what are they going to do when the lights go down
Without you to guide them all to Zion?
What are they going to do when the rivers overrun
Other than tremble incessantly?

High is the way, but all eyes are upon the ground.
You were the light and the way they'll only read about.
I only pray, Heaven knows when to lift you out.
Ten thousand days in the fire is long enough;
You're going home.

You're the only one who can hold your head up high,
Shake your fists at the gates saying:
"I've come home now!
Fetch me the spirit, the son, and the father.
Tell them their pillar of faith has ascended.
It's time now!
My time now!
Give me my, give me my wings!"

You are the light and way that they will only read about.

Set as I am in my ways and my arrogance,
(With the) burden of proof tossed upon the believers.
You were my witness, my eyes, my evidence,
Judith Marie, unconditional one.

Daylight dims leaving cold fluorescents.
Difficult to see you in this light.
Please forgive this bold suggestion, but
Should you see your Maker's face tonight,
Look Him in the eye, look Him in the eye, and tell Him:
"I never lived a lie, never took a life, but surely saved one.
Hallelujah, it's time for you to bring me home."

Welcome to the game
Drag all of the pink roses
With you to your grave
You were pretty honey
When you were alive
But now your cold dead lips entice mine
I want to feel your dead flesh
As I caress you dear
I see you now as pure perfection
Deserving all of my worship
My goddess
My icon of love
You left this world forever
And far better off are you
The warmth of a living girl
Does nothing for me
I want to put your cold dead arms around me
You are not missing so much
The living hustle for a buck
I use my spit as lubricant
On my blood engorged cock
Slide it oh so delicately
Into your lifeless decaying cunt
I smell you as God meant you to be
Returning your corpse to the earth endlessly
All who abused you in this life
Shall suffer the eternal tortures of hell
The church bells ring
The children play

They don't hate us, they just hate their lives
And desperate people, learn to despise
The suicidals, don't want a coup
They don't wanna blow up
They just want they 72

72 virgins can never stop a war
But 100, 000 hookers can beat the Marine Corp
And stopping hatred, fighting will cease
When everyone is getting blowjobs
That's when we'll finally have world peace

How many million men, have been killed before in wars?
We need to reinstate the draft, enlist a million whores
Start with sororities, and all the spring breaks
Ship the girls gone wild to Afghanistan
They'll gladly blow the Sheiks
These holy wars aren't holy
It's not the military complex
Terrorist or 16 year old kids
Who were promised Jihad sex

Maybe, if they could see a woman's face
They might not get on to that plane
With a bomb in their suitcase

72 virgins can never stop a war
But 100, 000 hookers can beat the Marine Corp
And stopping violence, fighting will cease
When everyone is getting blowjobs
That's when we'll finally have world peace.

Grodie.

Lion King is fucking awesome. What the hell are you on about.

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Oh, I'm sorry. What's this about Lion King?

Song that I posted.

You proclaimed that all the songs posted in the thread sucked.

Hakuna Matata is my motto.

Oh my apologies, it was more of a general statement than an actual observation of the thread. :'3

Lion King fucking rocks.