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Scourge

Posted by L. G. Olson on January 31, 2010 at 12:25 AM Comments comments (2)

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Violence bred, you will hear my words. Addicted to suffering, I am the scourge.

 When I touch you, it becomes such a sin, I hate you so much, I don’t know where to begin.

Should I just cut you or maybe beat you in, perhaps a quick slice, and let the bleeding begin.

So much arrogance b...

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Realize

Posted by L. G. Olson on December 21, 2009 at 4:35 PM Comments comments (3)

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Good morning sweet angel, did you sleep well? Were you warm enough here, or feel a chill.

 Did the dark come soothing or come in with a fright. Did God answer your prayers before it became night.

Was your bed soft enough, I made it just for you. I painted it the darkest of red, your favorite color, or was it blue?.

&...

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What I see in my dreams

Posted by L. G. Olson on December 21, 2009 at 1:45 AM Comments comments (4)

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He wanders in like a deep seeded dread, whispers so sweetly, he says I am dead.

I can feel of hands, so hot upon flesh, nails rip through my skin in his fatal carress.

He weaves and he moans, his pleasure my fear, I know that I need him as he pulls me near.

His kiss is like fire as it cuts through my tongue, I writhe agains...

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OF BLOOD

Posted by L. G. Olson on October 20, 2009 at 9:10 PM Comments comments (2)

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This is a work in progress, this is what I write. Well, a samp...

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We're Over

Posted by L. G. Olson on October 19, 2009 at 10:28 PM Comments comments (4)

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Straight to your knees, gun to your face. One more bullet, life soon erased.

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Tattered

Posted by L. G. Olson on October 19, 2009 at 10:01 PM Comments comments (3)

 

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Cornered and fleeting, I run for the night. I search through the maze, in search of the light. 
Tripping and ...
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DON'T

Posted by L. G. Olson on September 18, 2009 at 4:22 PM Comments comments (0)

DON'T BE A MEMORY, DON'T BE A LIE,

DON'T BE A SPARK IN ANYONE'S EYE.

DON'T TALK SWEET, DON'T TRY TO CARE,

DON'T GIVE NOTHING TO ANYONE THERE.

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WHAT IS YOUR SOUL.

Posted by L. G. Olson on September 18, 2009 at 3:48 PM Comments comments (0)

A SOUL THAT IS BROKEN, A SOUL FULL OF RAGE,

A SOUL THAT IS EMPTY AND LOCKED IN A CAGE.

A SOUL THAT IS WEARY AND FULL OF REGRET,

A SOUL THAT PURE, I'VE NEVER MET.

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Cornered

Posted by L. G. Olson on September 17, 2009 at 4:34 PM Comments comments (3)

 

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Cornered and fleeting, I run for the night.

I search through the maze, in search of the light.

Tripping and falling, a tangled web I weave,

Praying and laughing, your final deceit.

Watch them corrupt you, just to spit in your face.

You created the nightmare, but what cost will you pay.

Fall t...

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You are what they say

Posted by L. G. Olson on September 17, 2009 at 7:49 AM Comments comments (3)

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MY MIND IS SO CHOATIC, FEELS SO INSANE,

TO DWELL ON A TOUCH, IS TO DWELL ON THE PAIN.

ALWAYS ALONE, IT NEVER SE...

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