quick keystyle.. "suicide mission" part l (open cypher)

corleone · 06-25-2020, 03:00 AM

quick keystyle..

face to face with my knife.. contemplating suicide,
it's do or die, in my mind for a gruesome hiy//
the coolest guy, never was the prudent type,
all I hear is voices telling me I've ruined lives//
I'm through with knives, I'm making sure this noose is tight,
can't cut it right, so I dropped my blade for useless fights//
I'm pooling rides and looking for a fool that drives,
hazards on.. acting as if my engine blew tonight//
he's a student from a near school, and the musics' high,
he can't hear a thing.. as I sneak up behind him and remove his eyes//
I stabbed him in his face, with the same blade I use to try,
threw him in the drunk.. sirens ringing, hoping he wouldn't choose to cry//
I was pulled to the side.. checked my watch, but had already knew the time//
a policeman asks of my license and registration, in his pursuit of crime//
I handed him my information..
and cut his throat open when he stuck his head in to look inside,
then quickly hop'd out my vehicle to cover clues they'd find//
.. I turn the ignition off, took the keys and shut the door,
then overheard some noise from the other car//
.. I pop'd the trunk open, seen the cop and dude-moapin', then stabbed them some more//-
.. like, "what the fuck are you moving for?!",
I was just cooling off and debating whether I'd use-this-saw//
I said.. "haven't you learned at all?!",
I squirmed for gore and felt a sudden urge to knawl//
I chewed their skulls and ate chunks from their flesh,
as I injected sedatives into their bodies for days unto the next..

06-25-2020, 03:00 AM	#1
corleone Shakespearian Dialect Join Date: Mar 2020 Location: Brooklyn, NY --> Allentown, PA Posts: 1,022 Battle Record: 0-3 Rep Power: 0	quick keystyle.. "suicide mission" part l (open cypher) quick keystyle.. face to face with my knife.. contemplating suicide, it's do or die, in my mind for a gruesome hiy// the coolest guy, never was the prudent type, all I hear is voices telling me I've ruined lives// I'm through with knives, I'm making sure this noose is tight, can't cut it right, so I dropped my blade for useless fights// I'm pooling rides and looking for a fool that drives, hazards on.. acting as if my engine blew tonight// he's a student from a near school, and the musics' high, he can't hear a thing.. as I sneak up behind him and remove his eyes// I stabbed him in his face, with the same blade I use to try, threw him in the drunk.. sirens ringing, hoping he wouldn't choose to cry// I was pulled to the side.. checked my watch, but had already knew the time// a policeman asks of my license and registration, in his pursuit of crime// I handed him my information.. and cut his throat open when he stuck his head in to look inside, then quickly hop'd out my vehicle to cover clues they'd find// .. I turn the ignition off, took the keys and shut the door, then overheard some noise from the other car// .. I pop'd the trunk open, seen the cop and dude-moapin', then stabbed them some more//- .. like, "what the fuck are you moving for?!", I was just cooling off and debating whether I'd use-this-saw// I said.. "haven't you learned at all?!", I squirmed for gore and felt a sudden urge to knawl// I chewed their skulls and ate chunks from their flesh, as I injected sedatives into their bodies for days unto the next.. __________________