deadpie
April 23rd, 2010, 11:32 PM
Old fucking poem from 05'.
--------------------------------------
Spreading the disease, I kill the weak
Squeeze you until you start to bleed
After your dead, I feast on your flesh
It’s your skin I slip in, the blanket I caress
Loved you so much that I’ll love you again
Crawl down your skin and nudge on your hand
I’m seeking revenge
Escaped from the jar, but I’m still your pet
I’m changing into something you’ll never forget
If you dare squeeze me, I will die
Squirting guts and slime all green and white
In your face and in your eyes
And you’ll be infected, you won’t resist
But to become it
Crawl down your mouth, send out my friends
A million of us crawling over your bed
Biting your skin, just the prick of a pin
Shoving our teeth in
Suck the blood until there’s nothing left
Sleep in your body, deep inside your chest
Vicious and hungry, we’ll eat until there’s nothing left
Skin your bones, now you know how it feels to be unlucky
How it feels to be weak
How it feels to be like me
A centipede
--------------------------------------
Spreading the disease, I kill the weak
Squeeze you until you start to bleed
After your dead, I feast on your flesh
It’s your skin I slip in, the blanket I caress
Loved you so much that I’ll love you again
Crawl down your skin and nudge on your hand
I’m seeking revenge
Escaped from the jar, but I’m still your pet
I’m changing into something you’ll never forget
If you dare squeeze me, I will die
Squirting guts and slime all green and white
In your face and in your eyes
And you’ll be infected, you won’t resist
But to become it
Crawl down your mouth, send out my friends
A million of us crawling over your bed
Biting your skin, just the prick of a pin
Shoving our teeth in
Suck the blood until there’s nothing left
Sleep in your body, deep inside your chest
Vicious and hungry, we’ll eat until there’s nothing left
Skin your bones, now you know how it feels to be unlucky
How it feels to be weak
How it feels to be like me
A centipede