look, my hands in blood,
dreaming to had a flood,
a flood in blood,
scream loud.
thin sharp that can plucked,
use to stab a back,
twist and snap,
bones are all in plucked.
rotten, and sticky red,
all over the floor, cover in red,
a dead roses in red,
beautifully, it's all in my head.
bury a sister,
oh such a fucking plaster!
plaster in plastic; burying, i'll make it faster,
smiling like an ice, it's all in my head.
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what i write, is my mood.
RandomRANDOM STORIES AND POEMS ABOUT WHAT COMES INTO MY MIND AND HOW MY MOOD FLOWS INTO IT. HOPE YOU ENJOY READING!!!
