27 -- Kurt Cobain

Jan 22, 2009 22:25


It wasn’t clean-it didn’t need to be
Shining with the blood of before
Pointed, sharp, silver, thin
Skinnier than a safety pin
But this was far from safety
Penetrate, oh, penetrate it
Puncture bleeding sway
Hit it home, oh, hit it home
Stomach pains melt away
Always so uncomfortable, temper on edge
A dull knife scraped the inner walls
Pushed clean off the ( Read more... )

27, fall out boy, nirvana, kurt cobain

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not_your_louser January 24 2009, 00:24:40 UTC
This is seriously fucking amazing. You should write more poetry, lady. xD You're good at it.

Jesus. I'm not even trying to kid here. When Shakabrah rolls around, ask Wilhoft if this isn't too adult and deffo recite it. It's too good for people not to hear it.

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gigabyteme January 24 2009, 03:35:27 UTC
ARGHYOU'RESOGOOD.
I agree with Lisa.
And that is some epiphany XD Those are fun to have.
But seriously, this is good! But sad and depressing. But v. good!

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