Buglet ~

Buglet ~ Poems

Pressuring me into insanity,
Sending me to death,
You led me down your path of destruction,
Cruel mind but softest touch,
...

Standing alone inside the fog of war
The enemy boats run up sea, land-bound
Louder than those sirens blaring ashore
...

As you rush towards me,
your teeth bared and your hands outstretched.
A silver knife catches in the hazy light that the moon gives.
You are so close your arms wrapped around my torso,
...

As I watch this scene,
Gray skies
And fields of fire,
I wonder if God
...

With my head in my hands,

And tears on my face.
...

Buglet ~ Biography

'Killing must feel good to god too, he does it all the time, and are we not created in his image? ' - Hannibal Lecter, M.D.)

The Best Poem Of Buglet ~

Psychopathic

Pressuring me into insanity,
Sending me to death,
You led me down your path of destruction,
Cruel mind but softest touch,
Hope left me at the first breath,
Only god could save me now, only a miracle,
Perhaps I lead this on,
All the long it was my doing,
The horror we committed together
How the devil himself now cowers at our presence,
I forgot who I once was,
Caressed by Mephistopheles's own hand.

Buglet ~ Comments

Buglet ~ Quotes

It's interesting to see just how much I've run away from my thoughts, now that I must face them.

Schools are just prisons for one's mind.

Ah, another day, another time to look at and study humanity's many flaws.

I am in pain, and I cannot find my pills. Now I shall cry.

i am sad. i am stressed. at least i'm hot.

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