![]() Wearing My SmileA Poem by Whiskurz![]() Dark![]() The prince of darkness calls me by name As I stand here with blood on my hands He promised me power, fortune and fame If I do the deeds he commands So I pick up the knife and walk out the door Destined to claim my reward He said, "Your name will be famous forevermore And I will not be ignored" The first person I see, will meet death tonight When a sailor walks by, he's first I stabbed his heart, with all of my might Quenching my blade's lustful thirst I follow a hooker for about thirteen blocks When she stopped and asked me my name I said, "I'm death, now hear how he knocks" She's quite pretty, a pitiful shame I had followed my victim for over a mile She screamed, as my knife found her throat And now this hooker is wearing my smile And all I could do was just gloat I made it back home and climbed into bed The darkness who commands me was vexed "You promised me three, not two" he said "I'm sorry to say that you're next"
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Added on July 8, 2012 Last Updated on July 8, 2012 |