Poem On My Script. Its Really Sickening,That You Have To Kill - TopicsExpress



          

Poem On My Script. Its Really Sickening,That You Have To Kill To Be A Living Thing/ Do I Really Have To Give What Life Wants From Me? Thought I Was Falling Inlove Felt Like I Fell From A Balcony What!You Love Me B*tch You Tryna Make A Fool Of Me? Im Like A Grumpy Old Man In The High Courts Of Hell/ Regret Tears Down Like Rain While Im Hiding The Pain/ The Clouds Are Dark,And The Sun Never Shines/ All My Life I Just Wonder About About The Deepness Of Clouds/ Chilly Feeling Of A Knife Penetrating Skin,You Feel The Steel You Swear You Could Almost Taste It/ Knashing Teeth We The Feast Of The Beast/ Pssh Turn Around Show These B*tchs My Iron Fist. #THE_PEN_IS_VOMITING #TSHIAMO_THE_FIRST
Posted on: Sat, 22 Mar 2014 14:03:01 +0000

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