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The Woman Named DeathI saw a pale horse, and its name was death.The Woman Named Death by Dijikuru2525
I said nothing as it walked beside me
Tripping on thin legs, exhaling its own soul,
Until finally it fell, and the world rushed in to kill it.
I saw a woman, and her name was death.
She clawed her way to the bottom of the pit;
Writhing and choking and breaking and smoking,
And god--what I'd give to forget about it.
I saw my future, and it looked like death,
With drunken orgies and vats full of cornstarch,
Love unconditional, and hate fueled by the same...
I failed at life, and I lost the game.
nerudai want to read your bodyneruda by dreamsnhazel
like neruda poem
written in braille,
my fingers searching
the pages of your skin,
gently brushing away
the hair that falls
like a silken bookmark
across your face.
i will work my way
down the page, hands
trembling with excitement,
anticipating which words
fingers will linger
in some areas, reread,
so that on lonely nights
like this one I will
be able to recite
the subtle nuances of
your neck or the mystery
surrounding your navel.
I would try to interpret
the verse for others,
but there is no translation
for your lungs breathing
into the palm of my hand,
or your heart, beating
its ancient tribal rhythms
in correspondence with mine.
Vulgarity PoemGOATS RAPING BARRELS OF DEAD VIRGIN 12 YEAR OLD GIRLSVulgarity Poem by KingJake494
WHILE SQUIRRELS EAT OUT THEIR ANUSES
WHILE THEY THEMSELVES ARE GETTING TENTACLE RAPED BY AN OCTOPUS
WHO IS GETTING A BLOWJOB FROM COWS
WHO ARE GETTING ASSRAPED BY MONKEYS
THAT ARE SETTING WOODCHUCKS ON FIRE
WHO ARE EATING THE ROTTING PENISES OF DEAD PRESIDENTS
WHO BECAME ZOMBIES
AFTER THEIR CHILDREN RAPED THEIR DEAD CORPSES
TO USE AS SEX TOYS
WHEN THEIR MOTHERS WERE DONE RAPING THEM
AND USING THEM AS SEX TOYS
WHILE THE DOG TOOK THE GRANDFATHER OUT BACK
AND FUCKED HIM UP THE ASS
WHILE SPIDERS CLIMBED UP INTO HIS ANUS
SO THAT THEY COULD FUCK THE FROGS
THAT LIVED IN ITS INTESTINES!!!
Controlling tools of your system:
Making life more tolerable,
Making life more dollarable...
^The Unthinking Majority^
Things that define me are:|
Vegetables, the sun, vocal cords, chocolate, and love.
Current Age: 18,
Current Residence: Hades, Mexico,
Favourite genre of music: All of it!,
Operating System: OSX,
Shell of choice: The magic chocolate kind!!,
Personal Quote: I do not think, therefore I am not.