Bloody mess
everything's red
there's voices in my head
telling me what to do
yelling at me to kill again
this maddness has to stop
but its to hard for me
can you help me find the key to my sanity
I lost it all
bloody mess
everything's red
there's voices in my head
telling me what to do
yelling at me to kill again
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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...
