Satans Tool

By Juggalotus

I look, se all the faces around me
I can't figure out how the hell she found me
I clean all the blood off my rusty old knife
With it goes all of my suff'ring and strife
Why do my feelings, I always hide
A wonderful girl, I wish I'd confide
I said I'm her friend
from beggining to end...
I lied.
She means the world, but she mustn't know
I have so much inside I cannot show

The demon inside me, he says not to tell
Well, fuck it
He can go back to hell

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Copyright 2003 Juggalotus
Published on Tuesday, October 21, 2003.     Filed under: "Poetry"
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  • Northstar On Wednesday, September 1, 2004, Northstar (374)By person wrote:

    nice--I really like the flow

  • A former member wrote: i like :) MCL

  • A former member wrote: i can definatly relate to this one, i have feelings like that all the time. great work

  • yslehc On Tuesday, October 21, 2003, yslehc (334)By person wrote:

    aww good write i feel like that about good friends of mine

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