DJ CROW HELLSING FUENG to xToxic Candyx's blog: "Barbwire and roses"

Sporks are fun. Sporks are cool. You can use them. To play with food. Mash your tattors. Throw your peas. Crush your carrots. and sling your beans. Dont let the principle catch you. For he beat your ass. But spork are awsome. and a real blast. I love my sporks. Cant live with out it. People laugh cause I talk about it. But the truth is even if its funny. Sporks are hot they make me horny. My Girlfrind always has my spork. Makes me play with her with my spork She giggles and squigles as we play. Untile we gotta go away. We go back to school to eat lunch again. And the fun never ends. We love the sporks. THEY ARE KICK ASS. now take a spork. and have a BLAST.

my heart and soul lonly once more...my wing are clipped and are sore.....i lay here dying slowly im sure...as my heart is ripped and scured....i hate this feeling so kill me now...im an emo...i let you down...i cant take this pain any longer...thrust the knife in and hold it stronger...the more you push the quicker i can fade...you made me happy and made my day...you ended my life and i thank you for that thanks for taking this up to bat...im sorry that i caused so much greef but in this poem you can see..im worthless and lonly an emo so true...but remeber i was once like you...my heart was broken and soul bent .....but now its over and i can repent...repent huh...what a word....this wolds so cold and ubsord...im sorry i left this way...but now you see the hell we pay....take these words to your heart and you will see we only play a small part. I hate what im cauing you now im sorry for the words that came out...please forgive as you remove the knife...now i am sceduled to take flight...

Hes here. To take our soul. To Break our hearts. And steal our bones. He wants us dead. As you see. He will eat you for breakfast. And Then come after me. He wants the blood. From the people that scorn him. He wants the hearts. From the ones who oen him. He has broken his bindings. His chains laid crushed. He wants his reveng. And he wants his lust. Watch out for the Boogy man. Dont turn your back. He will take to your face. A razor sharp axe. He wants the ones. Who made him this way. This psycotic creature. Will walk till his dying day. Now my children rest your pretty heads. Tuck yourself in and lay in bed. Pull the covers up tight. But do not turn out your light. Close the door and leave it alone. Cause if its open you must not be bright. He lays await under your bed. Run and hide from his sight. Your safe under your covers. But he will get you and your lovers. Now im done with the boogy man. He doesnt mess with me anymore. This is a warneing as before. Lock your dorrs up tight. For The boogyman will give you fright. I will come for you little kiddies.. Im the boogyman dont you have the willys... I will be there to take you tonight. Better say your prayers....For this will be a fun fight.

Wrapped in barbwire. Sowed up in thorns. My cuts are vissible. and im scornd. I feel like shit. and no ones there. im alone like always. and no one cares. I sit alone. And listen to bitching. why do i have to take this when im venting. torments my home. Darkness my slave. No one can save me in my dying day. the world fucked up. And i blame them. Why cant we all just shut up an asend. this place is worse then hell i think. but what the hell is in store for us i will never know. Call me emo i dont give a shit. just take the dagger and take your hit. walk on me like the rest of them do. But in the end you will see the truth. No matter what happnes i will always be there. Spit on me,beat me i dont care. I will never turn away even tho im shattered. My hearts easyly broken but thats another matter. you see im to kind and dont turn away. even if your an ass i will be there to say hey. I can be a friend even to envy. hell Wrath is my friend he sits with me. I know the sins they are close to me. So why cant we all just awake from this fucked up dream. My hearts encased in the barbwire tight. Sowed back from being broken with rose thorns each night. Its now unbreakable even if you hurt me. in the end you will see. Emos care more then you know. So why dont you just sit back and enjoy the show. Barbwire and roses...... ~the Unbroken soul~