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'04 Blood Cell Joel
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The Hate, The Evil & The Ugly Found the corpse for my desire,
Peeling skin I seduce my interior empire.
Blood dripping all over in oxygen red,
Eyes wandering; I feast on a body that's dead.
Flesh so fresh yet so cold.
Savoring my bloodshed as of a slaughterhouse sold,
Drip, drip, drip like a babys' drool,
I close my eyes at the sky; I devoured the fool.
To late! I read it! what were you on when you wrote this?
It's freak cool!
Tami
Hmmm... I only wonder who's body it was.
p.s. i like it.
Melissa Marina Flores