thepatient

The hospital
2004-09-20 23:26:04 (UTC)

the six's come

well the six's come and the six's go, but in my head the
six's only grow, for there moving closer, onto my day,
where i reign supreme, for all to say,

i am a burden, trapped in this world,
i am your hatred, so come a whirl,
this little boys boat, trapped out at sea,
but look in my eyes tell me do you still plead,

well the hatred comes and the hatred goes, yet here i am
with my hatred..so, ill come to you, all arms are bore,
with a staff of death, you little whore,

i am the lacking, little bits of things,
that your want so much, yet your god cant bring,
because he comes rapes you, all every night,
and you lie there screaming god its to tight,

well sicness comes and sicness goes, but my sicness is
here, my sicness disposed, on my mind this day, that i will
live, upon a knife, i will win.




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