shit fuck bitch of life that gets in my way,
I promise I will destroy you one day,
I hate your guts since very young,
Don't believe I will die after that song.
Even If I do it will be with pleasure,
Because every person like you is a treasure,
A treasure I hunt with a knife at night,
Leaving on the ground your body parts.
YOU ARE READING
Prose and poetry
PoetryProse and poetry, feelings and speech in text. I wanted to live as a human, But never never really was a man.
