MONICA BUSTOS


Maniac Schemes - Poem by MONICA BUSTOS

OBLITERATE THESE THOUGHTS OF MINE, LETE TAKE A JOURNEY THRU MY MIND, SILENCE AS WE ENTER IN, CLOSE YOUR EYES AND LETS BEGIN.

MURDER, MAYHEM, MORTAL SINS, LEAD THE WAY AND MAKE YOU CRINGE.

WITNESS MY MACHINATION PLOTS AS THEY ARE BEING NEONATED, THIS IS THE MANIAC THAT YOU CREATED TIRED OF THE HURTFUL WORDS YOU'VE STATED, ITS YOUR TURN TO BE DEGRATED.

NOW YOUR AMAZEMENT TURNS TO FEAR AS MY SUBLIME, ONE OF A KIND, CRIMINAL MIND, TAKES ITS TIME LACERATING YOUR BODY AND SOUL, YOUR LIFE I HAVE STOLD.

IN POLICE CUSTODY I WILL SOON BE, BUT THIS MENTAL MANIAC DISEASE YOU GAVE TO ME ASSURES MY FREEDOM, ILL BE SET FREE, LET OFF ON A F...ED UP TECHNICALITY, INSANITY ILL PLEAD! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !


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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 16, 2011

Poem Edited: Tuesday, May 17, 2011


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