Hell is Better
A new poem by Bazooka, so enjoy the hell out of it!
I need you to know that it was coming
This had to happen
This gives me a reason to think
That I am learning
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I tend to apply myself
Towards my enemies
Ever since I felt
Your nasty strategies
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I’ve gotten something
Out of this rotten fling
You need to know
That I want hurt for you
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Hanging from a branch
I hope you realize
That you were cruel
Fueling your needs
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I need to tell you
That it’s better in Hell
Than sadly smiling
Along with you
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You Satan-succubus life taking
Master-debating wench
Black tongue swirling
Fake experiences
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I need you to know
That it’s better that
You’re gone
Snake-biting poisonous stench
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Scars across my inner skin
From your hellish flames
Burning at my soul
My essence you tried to take
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It is better in Hell!
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By Bazooka Teaches
About the Creator
Bazooka Teaches
A regular Joe that is just surviving the struggle. Loves to write and is constantly fighting the forces of evil.
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