Tuesday, September 21, 2010

Voodoo

Last night I dreamed he was dying
I found myself smiling
No longer am I your slave
How glorious to spit on your grave

Yet spit is not enough
Still must be freed from these cuffs
Here take some piss
For all the times you didn't kiss

Instead you hit, slapped, and taunted
Now every night I must be haunted
Too much effort to forget you
Too many memories to work through

I hate your visage, those evil eyes
That sneer from your lips
Your pathetic disguise

I want to forget your face
I want to let go of the disgrace
Oh the hate and the shame
The memories of the pain

I cant stand feeling hate
But your life I Despise
I will never be free
Until your memory dies

Even better your body
your face belongs in the ground
Once your gone from this earth
I can finally sleep sound

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