Blood soaked dress
I'm a mess
as I run
having fun
slipping in blood
this is all a game
what a shame
I can't share this fun with someone
for no one cares
as music blares
from the stereo
while I play
I wish I could stay
in my blood soaked fun
I have to go
no one will know
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Sick and twisted poems
PoetryMy Poem book. I created EVERY POEM IN HERE so do not steal them. Copywright is not allowed, if you take them without permission I will charge you. My poems mean things to me please do not be an ass. I repeat again Copywright is not allowed and I wil...
