Treasure Island

Suicidal Happiness

(The graves in my mind)

The Psychopathic Poison Girl


That sleeping beauty that kills you with one kiss
You leave this world you thought you’d miss
That dearest girl is full of poison and blood
She will forever convince you that your death was for love
You think she takes away all you pain and by her you are dumb
But she never took away the pain; she fed you pills to make you numb
You think her skin is golden and so soft to touch
Every time her lips touch your body you get a sudden rush
But that the adrenaline she forced downs your throat
And now you dead you didn’t think that you could cope
So now you are dead as she moves to her next victim
I warned you about her and her psychopathic symptoms
But oh well now you’re gone and now you’re dead
I’ll get the bullet I shot you with and shoot the next victim in the head

Submitted: Sunday, May 12, 2013
Edited: Monday, May 13, 2013

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