Rate my poem called H-I-V

Rate my poem called H-I-V


No one wants to be with you, because you have H-I-V
Only thing calling you anymore is the Restville cemetary, because you have H-I-V
Revenge of the god it is H-I-V
At least something positive H-I-V
Eternal damnation's H-I-V
H-I-V


You forgot the ten commandments, now you have H-I-V
And voted Liberal gay, now you have H-I-V
Revenge of the god it is H-I-V
At least something positive H-I-V
Eternal damnation's H-I-V
H-I-V


You shot up at the bar's toilet, now you have H-I-V
And niggers cock desired, now you have H-I-V
Revenge of the god it is H-I-V
At least something positive H-I-V
Eternal damnation's H-I-V
H-I-V


Now you're gonna wither in the hospital and it is your own fault, because you have H-I-V
Mother nature is having her revenge, fucking junkie gay pig you have H-I-V
Revenge of the god it is H-I-V
At least something positive H-I-V
Eternal damnation's H-I-V
H-I-V

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9/10

What sort of music are you planning for it? I could see this good as PE

Classic Punk or ska punk

How about this?

Until apocalypse we shall clean their toilets
I think that still on the brink of the grave we still gonna call butchers as masters

Working class politician says that we all are similar workers here
When worker doesn't have work, money for food, nor soon even home

Every single morning we put their clothes
And read their lies from the paper

Working class candidate says that we all are similar workers here
When worker doesn't have work, money for food, nor soon even home

We die at their wars, while still saluting as they pass by
Licking their ass, while serving wine and cooking their steaks
Only representatives get payed for their word crafting
But how long we still have patience to listen their words?

But working class President says that we all are similar workers here
When worker doesn't have work, money for food, nor soon even home

so edgy

I have HIV because I let a bunch of 50 year old men fuck my boipucci for money. Sup Forums told me it'd feel good and traps aren't gay and I'm a 19 yo virgin with no gf so I was desperate.

How about this?

Fuckers in school telling me, always in the barber shop Chief Keef ain’t bout this, Chief Keef ain’t bout that My boy a BD on fucking Lamron and them He, he they say that nigga don’t be putting in no work SHUT THE FUCK UP! Y’all niggas ain’t know shit All ya motherfuckers talk about Chief Keef ain’t no hitta Chief Keef ain’t this Chief Keef a fake SHUT THE FUCK UP Y’all don’t live with that nigga Y’all know that nigga got caught with a ratchet Shootin’ at the police and shit Nigga been on probation since fuckin, I don’t know when! Motherfuckers stop fuckin’ playin’ him like that Them niggas savages out there If I catch another motherfucker talking sweet about Chief Keef I’m fucking beating they ass! I’m not fucking playing no more You know those niggas role with Lil’ Reese and them.

World burns and dies
Still no reason to worry
Don't think too much
We are just stupid monkeys

Viet Kong, our beers serve
They labor from dawn till dusk for us
But I guess it wins the drug fields
Even when no one ever told them what minimum wage means

Drugs and booze, in the middle of small mexico
I shall never ever come back
What the hell is happening in my head
What the fuck is haunting my head
If I went to doctor to ease my mind
Then I doubt that I would ever leave with my mind

Cheapest strong wine,
Weed, speed and diazepams
Boys tonight we're gonna go wild
to the biggest open mad house with where they serve us beer

Drugs and booze, in the middle of small mexico
I shall never ever come back
What the hell is happening in my head
What the fuck is haunting my head
If I went to doctor to ease my mind
Then I doubt that I would ever leave with my mind

World burns and dies
Still no reason to worry
Don't think too much
We are just stupid monkeys

Viet Kong, our beers serve
They labor from dawn till dusk for us
But I guess it wins the drug fields
Even when no one ever told them what minimum wage means

Drugs and booze, in the middle of small mexico
I shall never ever come back
What the hell is happening in my head
What the fuck is haunting my head
If I went to doctor to ease my mind
Then I doubt that I would ever leave with my mind

Cheapest strong wine,
Weed, speed and diazepams
Boys tonight we're gonna go wild
to the biggest open mad house where they serve us beer

Drugs and booze, in the middle of small mexico
I shall never ever come back
What the hell is happening in my head
What the fuck is haunting my head
If I went to doctor to ease my mind
Then I doubt that I would ever leave with my mind

Too edgy?

Don't come here, Go away!
Honey you're not eighteen
Come back girl when you're eighteen
Don't come here, Go away!

Throw the fucking certificate away
Your not gonna do fuck all with that paper
Your gonna end up whoring, or sucking niggers cock
or shooting up in a gutter and dying

So come here, Come now!
Honey you're eighteen
Come here now girl, you're eighteen
Suck my cock and Go away!

Don't come here, Go away!
Honey you're not eighteen
Come back girl when you're eighteen
Don't come here, Go away!

Throw the fucking certificate away
The fuck you're gonna do with that paper
Your gonna end up whoring, or sucking niggers cock
or shooting up in a gutter and dying

So come here, Come now!
Honey you're eighteen
Come here now girl, you're eighteen
Suck my cock and Go away!

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I want to lynch niggers
I want to cut their coon heads off
I want to pull triggers
And I want wogs to fuck off

This my territory cunt
We conquered it because we know how to hunt
We didnt burn down our fucking forests or our own crops
Aboriginals aren't capable of any sort of thought

Moonman feat Steve Irwin

Edge: The Thread

Edgy enough?


Press the edge deeper
Holy fuck that it feels good
Pills already start to work
When someone yells: "Open the door!"
Can you feel it, the destructive power of love

Mirror has been struck broken, blood on the floor
But this ain't no first nor last time
You try to tell the officer
How you can love someone too much
I hate myself but love you
Don't hang up the phone, come back to me

Can you feel it, the destructive power of love?
Feeling of sickness continues as everything drowns to shit
Screams to appointed to walls without response

Can you feel it, the destructive power of love?
Feeling of sickness continues, world is evil place
Check you face from next weeks paper's cover

I don't think that I leave here to clean up my mess
I think the sensitive boy was born into wrong world

When I leave today I shall not look back
When I leave today under the last train

I'm so fucking tired in this cold and dark
Until trains front lights on the horizon i see

When I leave today I shall not look back
When I leave today under the last train

Eh made this when i was tired but even when I'm 100% sober it still makes sense to me:

Opening the hatches and latchesfrom the void

The inner brain door catchestheinner workingsof it's future

No worldsoflife in boxes of nurture, no world can seewithout the blinds of it's own pain

Raining through eyes, lie the development

The void forms the future of tragedy

bretty good

I think this would be great for childrens book
When your suffering on the brink of dead
Cold, bloody, without hope
Holding your hand I shall escort you over the edge
Of course because I am Ambulance driver!

I'm danny the ambulance driver
I speed with my car across the city
In the case of emergency I clear the way with horn
Quietly like this: "toot, toot Toot Toot Toot"
Gently like this: "toot, toot Toot Toot Toot"

When you bleed, you have driven into another car
with my noisy car to your help I rush
from mouth to mouth artificial respiration I operate
Quietly like this: "pooh, pooh pooh pooh pooh"
Gently like this: "pooh, pooh pooh pooh pooh"

Under red crossed jacket
I have hidden first aid kit
Gentle care you receive for your injuries great
When your suffering on the brink of dead
Cold, bloody, without hope
Holding your hand I shall escort you over the edge
Of course because I am Ambulance driver!

aye if we're posting lyrics, here's some:

Elderberry Wine Casket
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She soured her grapes to sweeten her whine
But I’m still sipping on happier times.
You know yesterday was a good year.
Tomorrow makes me pucker, today was too dry,
And tonight is so drunk that I

Can’t put new wine
In old bottles,
Only thought I
Was alright,
And though she is gone
I have elderberries.

Though the after tastes all bitter, I try to be kind,
But I can’t even remember the brands that she buys.
You know my memory’s not as clear.
Days bleed together, berries bleed for me
They ferment while I forget that we

Withered on the vine
Graves for grottos,
Only thought I
Was all ripe,
And while she’s still gone—
I’m elder, buried.

I wanna poo on her face
I wanna poo on her chest
I wanna eat her waste
I wanna lick her flesh
I wanna piss on her face
I want to make her hurt
I want to make her beg
I want to split her open
I want to break her legs
I want to eat her children

Great lyrics user! Woah, Sup Forums is really encouraging musical discussion again!

Reminds me of a thread I made where I posted this:

Garbage day for the whores
Throw the whores in the trash
Throw the whores in the trash
Throw the whores in the trash
Throw the whores in the trash
Throw the whores in the trash
Pass away