nuther peom |
he took advantage of her heart
he grabed and pulled and laughed while she cried
she layed there not knowing what to think
was this real or was it a dream
the bruises on her leg
the marks on her neck...
Posted by on Mon, 18 Feb 2008 03:21:00 GMT |
my poem |
in my mind, in my sleep
little kids play hide and seek
sleeping well this dreaming spell
thinkin about heaven and never hell
pour the gas and strike the match
there psychoticness shall soon pass
goin...
Posted by on Mon, 18 Feb 2008 03:16:00 GMT |
