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Author: Tool Fanatic
Fiction Rated: K+ - English - Angst - Reviews: 2 - Published: 02-07-05 - Updated: 02-07-05 - id:1828509

I don’t need hypocrisy from those who promise

One

Thing and forget the meaning of existence

I don’t need words from those who do not comprehend

I do not need your insults if the reason cannot be found

I never wanted the sun to rise

Only to sink

Only to sink

I don’t need the colors of your heart

Just the blackness of your intentions

She doesn’t deserve the

Fucked up consequences

He isn’t worthy of your degradation

That you rape across his mind with your

Simple

Thoughtless

Words.

We are all the effect

Of the cause

And thusly the cause

Of all that ever will be

Blood has turned to water

Water to ash

Ash to air

Even air has betrayed you now

Even life has betrayed me now

Or never actually had anything to betray upon

Life never offered anything

You merely take the world

And twist itinto some fucked up contortion

Of ideas

Of ideas

That could be even farther from the truth

For apparently that’s all you ever attempt to achieve

I don’t need your religion

I don’t need your ideas

I need the demise of everything you stand for

I need the blood to flow internally within you

I don’t want peace

Why ask for something that can never be?

I want blood.

I want what you call “justice.”

I need Death.

I need the darkness.

I need the oxygen to fill the confines

Of the emptiness within my soul.

I need to linger without your senseless remarks.

I need to die alone.

I need to receive what I deserve.



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