Well step out on the RIGHT SIDE of the DAY with a JOINT in one hand and a SHOT of VODKA with a DROP of BLOOD in the other
other then that i'm the same fucked up dude who cares about his band
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my Poem:
Title: Suffering
by: Chase Miller,
I'll prolong your suffering.
While your laying down on broken angel wings.
you cry crimson tears.
Staring me down with crystal blue eye's wont help.
My heart is cold as ice.
My soul is hollow as an abandond church.
no one will hear you scream.
your blood is the price for freedom.
death is the escape.
but it's only the body that dies.
now you feed on the blood of the living.
your skin will turn to ash in the sun.
you are forsaken to live in the night.
now enjoy ture suffering!
