Be My Queen Of Death

by Orkel   Nov 15, 2005


You kiss my bloody lips that are upon my cold dead body that lays on the floor in front of your feet as your laughing looking at the knife thats in bedded into my heart which was once held in your hands with tender care,How my life was finally ended i do not know for this was done as i was sleeping peacefully in my bed dreaming about what we might do the next day together,But now i haunt you in your dreams and make you choke on your own heart as you dream of that night you killed me just for fun,Life is now just a daze of wonder and now your life has also come to end as i drag you down to hell to join me in my leadership of death and hate,For i am the ruler of the burning hell that has laid under neath your feet for so long,But now its time for you to once again be the one i love and be my queen of death.Now is the time to finish what hasen't even been started by you once again kissing my bloody lips as we start all over again in my world of paper dolls.

DO NOT STEAL, if i catch you stealing any part of this poem your going to be in some deep Shat.

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