Triauna Hall

(April 21 / Maryland)

...And Deeper


I'm planning your fate right as I speak
I want a souvenir, something nice I can keep
Don't worry, we will never forget you
But right now, I'm planning something for you
Oh it was funny huh? It won't be any more
I'll be the one laughing when you're lying on the floor
Oh you did what you had to do?
Oh true, don't worry, I got you
I'm ready to pounce and take the stand
Oh you 18 huh? Don't make you man
I'll send you back to a little kid
You'll have scars, you won't get rid
It's sad really, what you did
I will burn you alive and leave it lit
I hate to think these things that still haven't left
I do forgive you though, but I'm still planning your death

Submitted: Monday, February 13, 2012
Edited: Tuesday, December 04, 2012

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