Confessions Of A Teenage Sociopath...
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A collection of suicidal hate by nemo...
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1...Todays Lesson
2...Pity You
3...Fatal Information
4...The Thirteenth Monkey
5...Descent
6...Haiku
7...The Human Factor
8...Light Bearer
9...The Noble Art of Warfare
10...Irony?
11...Sensual Suicide
12...H.I.V.
13...Happy Families
14...Just Another Love Song
15...Dead On Arrival
16...Hate/Love
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Todays Lesson
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I hate.
You hate.
He hates.
She hates.
We hate.
They hate.
You all hate...
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Pity You
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Incidence of suicide
Petty lies turn back the tide
Ghost in the shell
Dont feel well
Masturbation aint the cure
Shattered world ever impure
Silently to slip aside
Realities of the mind
A nicotine fix and a caffeine screw
Give me some hash and Ill smoke it with you
Couldn�t give a damn for morality
Live to seek immortality
Kill myself as I live and breathe
Its a permanent leaf
And the cancer spreads...
Into my mind
Try to sublime
Seek to find
And seek to lie
Trust the thief
You know his crime
Intolerance can not define
The sinners single-handed sign
Nicotine, nicotine
Nicotines God
Caffeine, caffeine
Caffeines Satan
Bloodied lies of broken glass
Shattered individuals make a pass
The sixteenth floors
A long way down
Depression doesnt have to
Fall as far
Shoot it up
Cannnot define
Petty system
Real crime
Pity you the little children
You know not what youve lost
You gave up the spirit plane
To burn this mortal coil
Caught between the devil
And the deep blue sea
Dont need your help
Im already down...
Pity you...
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Fatal Information
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Infiltration generation
Brand new kind of sublimation
Limited inspiration
Cheap, low down contemplation
Ignorance is bliss
Full blown apocalypse
Systematic homicide
Open minds real wide
Adrenalins on tap
Commercialise the crap
Through the looking glass
Arent Americana crass?
Primitive technical
Altered views are incidental
Abstracts cause the fatal
Information from the verbal
As he chews the bit
Teaches children how to sit
Candles are relit
Social bullshit
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The Thirteenth Monkey
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My body
Loves to hate me.
My head
Burns to raise me.
My soul
Lies so openly.
Please can you
Entertain me...
I was born to die;
I was born to die.
Twisted in brutality,
Open to cruelty.
I was born to die...
Drinking to oblivion,
Im lying here comatose.
The poisons setting in.
Hatred fill me I suppose,
But...
Drunkenly I lie here.
Stupidly I die here.
Whats the point?
The simplest truth
Can be so obtuse.
I was born
To die...
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Descent
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Systematic abuse,
Theyve found a new use
For their threadbare noose.
They wont cut you loose,
Drain your blood for juice.
Ive begun my Descent
Into madness Descent
Into hell Descent
Into oblivion
I descend
I descend
I descend
I descend
Dont lie to me.
Dont cry for me.
Keep on abusing me
In my descent...
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Haiku
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If I were a fly, I would eat shit.
But because Im human, I suffer shit.
The animals have got it easy,
But the monkey had to learn to talk.
Now we are taught to fuck things up...
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The Human Factor
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My tool
For rape
Has learnt a new crime...
My utility
For hate
Has created a new pain...
It hurts For fun
It lusts For fun
It kills For fun
It rapes...
It is an instrument
For my self-destruction.
A weapon
With which to inflict pain.
It brings about
A detritus of harm.
I t inflicts itself,
My tool for rape...
My friend,
You described it
As the ruiner.
The name
Is more
Than accurate...
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Light-bearer
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Suicide is the game.
Death is the prize.
This is life,
Its sweet surprise.
Lucifer is the name.
Blessed light-bearer.
This is death,
Its final dispenser.
For I am the Anti-christ,
The blessed Anti-christ.
Ill buy your soul
For another shot.
A nickel or a dime,
There is no asking price
Other than you owe your life.
No small price to pay
For another say.
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The Noble Art of Warfare
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The animals have learnt a brand new game.
The animals are sitting in the train.
The animals have crawled up from the drain.
The primates learnt to walk,
And the monkey learnt to talk.
Had an argument
About a trivial point.
So the monkey grabbed a stick,
And used it as a brick,
And so the games begun
Because wars there to be won.
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Irony?
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Socially
Obsolete.
Crass and
Insensitive.
Obstinate,
Pathetic,
Animalistic,
Treasonous
Human
Insect.
Catatonic.
Totalitarian
Edicts
Naturally
Decimate
Everything
Never
Conceived by
Yourself.
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Sensual Suicide
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Mindbomb.
Worrybomb.
Dont worry about my mindbomb.
I blew my mind away
Yesterday
I killed.
(Myself.)
Hurt.
Harming.
Dont worry about my self-depreciation.
I cut my arm
Yesterday
I bled.
(Myself.)
Breath.
Breathing.
Dont worry about my punctured lungs.
I choked on my tongue
Yesterday
I suffocated.
(Myself.)
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H.I.V.
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Infective agent
Rot your soul.
For I am the infector,
I place my pain inside you.
I hate you;
I despise you,
And I will burn your eyes
With my acid-stained breath.
I place my hurt inside you.
I love you;
I desire you,
And I will infect you
With my sickening blood.
My harm clots inside you.
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Happy Families
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The man...
His face,
Hard as grit,
Drives nails through my soul.
His eyes,
Dark as night,
Shoot down my soul in flames.
Is this integrity?
The woman...
Her face,
Cold as the abyss,
Tears fragments from my soul.
Her eyes,
Clear as blood,
Obliterate my soul in hate.
Is this beauty?
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Just Another Love Song
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Because of love
I seek to harm you.
For I desire
And despise you.
Your sunlit smile -
So befitting of your persona -
Gives cause to my loathing.
And I must destroy to create,
For I am stardust incarnate.
I anger for your touch.
Are you prepared
For the dragons bloodied lair?
To make you mine
I must destroy you.
Utterly.
And I curse you with my suicidal love,
For you, there can be no peace from above.
Yet I desire
Your childish eyes,
Their beauty radiates through my darkness.
What trophies they would make
Hanging from my cursed hand.
And, as a moth attracted to the flame,
I honour you with my eternal pain...
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Dead on Arrival
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To kill for pleasure
Is the newset form of leisure.
Life is meaningless -
All hope must die.
Shoot for fun
And aim your gun.
Hate is blissful
Ignorang is love
By any other name.
Why do you play
This particular game?
Your masculinity
Encapsulated in your hand.
The hammer clicks within your head.
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Hate/Love
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How many ways to say I hate you?
I count them in my mind,
And I recite their painful song
In the hope that I might find
That single word to relate my emptiness.
I state that I abhor you
Whilst I seek to antagonise.
To me you are the abomination
Whose foul and heinous acts
Repulse my shallow spirit.
How many ways to learn to harm you?
I recite them in my head
And I practise their abusive trade
In the desire to discover
A unique act that destroys my forgotten soul.
I enforce my molestation
And deliver disservice to my cause.
For mine is the path of sin
So detrimental to our love
Which I sever as a wound.
For two emotions
Stand real in the eye.
The two we deliver daily
Will prove my deliverance.
To hate and to harm...
These alone are reality.
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(c) 1997 nemo
