Sat Goodnight

Warning: language not appropriate for some ages.
Trying to breathe
Breathe in, let it out
Try not to scream
But it comes out as a shout…
Keep talking bitch
I'll cut you before you’re done
Fly bitch fly
You’re dead before you’re gone.
I'm the grim reaper bitch
The last image that you’ll see
Look up motherfucker
The only thing haunting you is me
Run bitch run
Your ass is grass
No one cares about your life
Bitch, I'll pass.
Tick tock
Your clock has run down
Take your life for a ride
Then get the fuck out of town.

Published: 10/5/2010
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