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| SucceededKiller | Date: Monday, 2009-11-23, 9:10 PM | Message # 1 |
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| It is 10 O'clock, the sun is up
guns start firing, yours is stuck.
When the trigger is pulled you expect a shot,
you get nothing. Just the barrel is hot.
Open the gun, search for the jam
you see the problem, it must be rammed.
Now it is fixed, your ready to shoot
align your cross hairs, hit the mans boot.
The man falls down, mud in his face
you go to shoot again, here come the chase.
Your men run down, they know it's never too late
machine guns drawn, it's the enemies fate.
The gun is cocked, finger on the trigger
as the barrel smokes you add on the figures.
Men falling down, it's part of your mission
to protect Britain you must first listen.
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| SucceededKiller | Date: Sunday, 2010-01-24, 8:45 PM | Message # 2 |
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| It's late at night
The war has just started
You know you must fight
Your movements are charted.
Now you must wait
but violence is near
you look at you mate
He's trembling with fear.
You try to comfort him
It is no use
You call over Jim
He comes with his goose.
He has always had it
Since the start of the war
It seemed to come with his kit
Alas, it's no more.
There must be a sniper
Out there in the trees
Put away your lighter
The captains been shot in the knees.
Now for retaliation
To get our revenge
You fight anticipation
When will we avenge.
We all cock our guns
Line up the sights
Listen to the captains
Turn off the lights.
You see them charging
Finger on the trigger
the smoke causes choking
The amount of them gets bigger.
The soldiers fall down
Most of them dying
More than your town
Their bodies are flying.
The shells fly past
You see the explosion
Time to act fast
use vigorous motions.
Your friend is out there
Hiding in the grass
Time to save him,
Let his life last.
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| SucceededKiller | Date: Sunday, 2010-01-24, 8:52 PM | Message # 3 |
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| My life is ending,
what shall I do?
I need some support,
I'm looking at you.
You are my lifeline,
You keep me alive,
Always thinking of you
before I die
Without your belief there I can't carry on
I would end my life early, the pain would be gone
But with you in my heart it can be resisted
The pain I feel, just like a pin prick
Our love numbs the pain and so I live on
A few more days, with you, my love.
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| SucceededKiller | Date: Sunday, 2010-01-24, 9:08 PM | Message # 4 |
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| Here is another thing I wrote with the help of a friend that i never finished but it makes sense so far. Also it is a download as writing it on the forum would take too much space. Zombie
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| SucceededKiller | Date: Sunday, 2010-01-24, 9:20 PM | Message # 5 |
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| We fight wars for the greater good,
People die because we misunderstood
Exactly why we went to war
The CIA stood outside you door.
Collecting evidence from your surroundings,
not even realising your neighbour is drowning.
They are not sure what they should do,
Should they arrest or interrogate you?
They sit in their car, you never notice
A black sedan, the inhabitants watching.
They call for backup and so it comes,
your front door knocked down, you try to run
your not fast enough you end up handcuffed.
Now they have captured you it's off to the station,
a quick interrogation, torture and payment.
They offer you money to give up your source,
they even decide to use non-lethal force,
You keep your mouth shut, they are not told,
they start to get angry, their patience unfolds.
You get locked in a cell, your left there for days,
the door only opens for food drink and ale.
They think when your drunk that you will give up
they are mistaken, the truth wont be told.
Your source is kept secret, they try to help you,
your trust in them kees you going, the same for them too.
You believe they will save you, it might be too late,
The coroner arrives, it ight just be bait,
A way to shock you, to force you to tell,
you are not worried, it does not scare you.
Death is a welcoming thought as then no-one knows,
your employer kept secret, more damage can be caused,
the CIA building razed to the floor,
the occupants dead, they are no more.
Just a single gravestone to mark deaths door.
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| SucceededKiller | Date: Tuesday, 2010-03-02, 3:59 PM | Message # 6 |
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| When you go out just think one thing,
Think about your life, how great it is
Remember those people in other countries
Suffering and dying while you roam free
You could help them, you could donate money
You could save someones life, people dying aint funny
Earthquakes in Haiti and also in Chile
Poverty in Africa, Tsunami in hawaii
All these disasters and we can help them
Instead we stay home, tucked in our beds
In countries like England, Finland and Spain
America, Sweden, Italy the same
We have no disasters and yet we do nothing
We think as were big countries we cant be punished I dont think i have finished this.
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| SucceededKiller | Date: Tuesday, 2010-03-02, 4:09 PM | Message # 7 |
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| We are all here but we sit and wait,
Hope someone else suffers their fate,
For some people though it is not their time
They are neglected, we ignore the signs,
We could save them, let them live longer
Instead we abandon them, and then they die
Some deaths are painful, but we all lie
We could make their life better, improve it forever
Not just stop war and the slaughter they suffer
But stop rebels recruiting kids and making them fight
They are too young to comprehend all they can see
Suffering from the past after their 3
They re-live the crimes they have committed
Seeing their friends die and enemies tortured
But it is not their choice they need work and money
Their parents are threatened, to the rebels it’s funny. I could not read what i wrote for this one so i typed i up as best i could and tried to make it make sense at the same time as keeping it the same but as you can see it didnt work well, however i thought i would post it here still and maybe i can get it sorted out soon.
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| SucceededKiller | Date: Wednesday, 2010-03-03, 10:14 AM | Message # 8 |
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| You’re looking around and wondering why,
Why you have a feeling of guilt inside.
Well I can tell you if you want to know why
It’s because you’re not helping, leaving others to die.
They need your help and yet you do nothing
You’re sat at home while others are suffering.
They are dying day by day
You can stop them passing away.
Just give them some food, money or drink
They will be grateful to know that you think.
It does not take much to help someone out
It does not even need you to shout.
You can donate to charity or send off a package
You could go to the country and see what it’s lacking.
If they need your help then why don’t you go?
Don’t make excuses like “There’s too much snow”.
We know the truth and it will be exposed
Your true reason of laziness will be disclosed
They don’t ask for much but a helping hand
One you could give from your sympathy gland.
And if the same was to happen to you
They would rush to your aid, the moment they knew.
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| SucceededKiller | Date: Wednesday, 2010-09-08, 8:00 PM | Message # 9 |
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| I’m living my life and I don’t know why
I don’t know why I must suffer when I could just die
The world moves around me and yet I don’t move
Times going on but for me it’s stood still
The world is a bad place it makes me feel ill
To see all those people, the unfortunate few
Struggling to live, to get work and food
Yet we are onlookers who don’t know what to do
I see a young man, sat on the street
People walk past and kick his feet
You just look on, what can you do?
This one good deed won’t help improve you
Then you look at your past, and you see what you’ve done
You’ve travelled the world and you’ve owned a gun
You picture that day when you were stood in the street
A young woman trapped, swept off her feet
A man looming over her, he offers a hand
He then takes it away and you get mad
You take out your gun and shoot at the man
He falls to the floor, blood on his hand
You stand there and stare at what you’ve just done
You look on in horror as those around you run
You have helped someone else but for that you are punished
As saving a life means you must start running
The police will come for you because you helped that young girl.
Back to the present and you’re no longer stood there
You’re lying on the floor but nobody cares
They just walk past you or stand on your head
They couldn’t care less if you’re living or dead
You’re but an obstacle that must be surpassed.
You start to hear sirens as you try and get up
Its then that you see the bellowing smoke
You know there’s a fire when you start to choke
But that’s all you need to open your eyes
You look in the distance but there is no sky
The smoke from the building has risen so high
The skies like an ash cloud and it’s determined to stay
Efforts by fire fighters can’t get in contained
You then look at the floor, it’s a horrible sight
Dead bodies everywhere some impaled on spikes
You ask if you can help but a man turns you down
You ask him what happens but he just turns round
You feel insulted but you understand why
It seems likes a terrorist has just ruined some lives
People like this you just can’t understand
Why would you kill others when you know you will die?
You look at the faces of the recent deceased
You’re shocked when you see all their injuries
You start to feel lucky that you are alive
That you’re not a number, that you haven’t died.
You ring up your parents, you hope they are fine
there is no responce, you look for a sign
its then that you hear that unmistakeable noise
your mothers phone ringing and a shuffling noise
you look to the source and thats when you see
your mother and father unable to breath
you rush over to help them but it looks like its too late
a paramedic comes over and tells you their fate
they were crossing the street when the car came past
it blew up just past them but that was not too far
You want revenge, you want to make them pay
but the fact that the were suicide bombers means now its too late Currently unfinished  But thought id let you guys see it so far
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| SucceededKiller | Date: Wednesday, 2010-09-08, 8:01 PM | Message # 10 |
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| I have a story im willing to tell
To inform you all of my path through hell
its not that bad but it also isnt great
But we can all change that, its never too late.
I live in Reading its a bad place to be
Worse in the developed countries to have a family
If you were to visit you would probably see
why Reading is portrayed so negatively.
There is car crime, knife crime and suicide too
these are but a few problems affecting an unfortunate few
People lose their lives whether its their choice or not
they may get run over or suffer a fatal shot.
We should be improving but i fear we are not
I open the newspaper to see a womans been shot
It was her husband on a drink fuelled rage
he grabbed his shotgun and it made front-page.
When you go outside you must be careful
the person behind could go mental
he may have a knife or even a gun
fear for your life if he starts to run. Also unfinished for now (i think  )
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| SucceededKiller | Date: Wednesday, 2010-09-08, 8:01 PM | Message # 11 |
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| I'm living my life but I dont know why
Why am i here when i could just die
Why do i have all these different feelings
When did i decide my life was worth living?
I've gone through alot but ive never changed
People have died and ive stayed the same
I've lost friends but ive never cared
Am i really sure that i even knew them?
I've met new people to whom ive never speaked
I've met new people who felt sorry for me
They say they worry when i speak of dying
But when i look back were they even trying?
They say I shouldnt think of all these things
They say I shouldnt decide that I should not live
but why does my life matter to them
the've never met me and ive never met them. And another currently unfinished 
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| SucceededKiller | Date: Friday, 2011-01-07, 1:36 PM | Message # 12 |
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| I've been living my life and now i can see
Exactly who i'm meant to be
I'm meant to help others throughout the world
I'm meant to help those who have been fooled
I'm here to expose all those terrible lies
I'm here to save those losing their lives
It doesnt take much to make me think
It doesnt take much to make the link
We can all see the worlds a bad place
We can all change it and not leave a trace
Will you stand up for all that is right?
Dont back down, its your turn to fight.
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| SucceededKiller | Date: Friday, 2011-01-07, 1:37 PM | Message # 13 |
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| War is a breeding ground from which you find death
It is where so many people will take their last breath
Being on a battlefield is like being in hell
But through all that fire you will see a shell
You can not see whats coming you can only prepare
You sit with your M16 aimed at the air
You know you may die, that you may not come home
But that doesnt bother you as your not alone.
Your there with your squad mates, all stood in a line
While crossing the desert you must look for mines
If you were to die you would not care
But if your mate was blown up you would be in despair.
You carry on walking, looking for a sign
You know that raised ground or wires could end your time
While you walk carefully a mate rushes on
You tell him to stop but then you see the bomb
You can tell most of him is gone from the red mist in the air
You will find the culprit and give them their share
But until then you have a mission to do
The whole of the army is relying on you
Your the advance squad here to clear the way
And despite your squads lost you've an important role to play
As without you the journey would take many days
And the mourning of your friend would never see the light of day
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| SucceededKiller | Date: Friday, 2011-01-07, 1:37 PM | Message # 14 |
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| When people die you must not cry
for they have left good memories behind
I know its hard but you must try
you must not kill yourself inside.
If they were here what would they say
if they saw you crying every day?
They would be upset because you are too
they would try their best to comfort you.
But you have friends and thats what their for
To help you get through and make you cry no more.
You must be strong and not give up
You must not decide to stop your love.
You must keep your feeling strong within
So they can live on even though their not here.
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