MAY 8TH BITCHES |
WAITING FOR THE BUSS FOR WORK THIS MORNINGBIG SCOTT, OLDSKOOL BUT FUCKING KNOWS HOW TO ROCKSCOTT AND THE HIPPIETHAT POOP NIGGA DAVID ROCK'N THE KFCFUCK YOUBESIDES MY SON THIS IS WHAT I LIVE FOR MY ANI... Posted by Cloony The Clown on Wed, 09 May 2007 11:30:00 PST |
short poems, not very good |
I pour salt upon the wound....I loose myself in the bottom of a spoon.the needle breaks the skin, but fixes my head.My body is still kicking,but my soul is long dead.----------------------------------... Posted by Cloony The Clown on Wed, 11 Apr 2007 11:34:00 PST |
A true story |
I crawled inside you mind today to see what was inside. Everything was cold and dark. Everywhere i looked i saw death. my nose burned with decaying flesh. But i wa... Posted by Cloony The Clown on Wed, 11 Apr 2007 11:16:00 PST |
america the beautiful |
All this shit trying to come out at once.its to much pain for one little boy.i'm giving to much with so little in return.to much hate to swallow at once.ive had more than enuf, i dont need yours.But s... Posted by Cloony The Clown on Mon, 09 Apr 2007 11:01:00 PST |
bull shit |
im out of my medication,so dont piss me off.i realy dont want to hurt you, but i will if you make me.im not trying to scare you,im just giveing you the truth.its getting hard to walk in all the bullsh... Posted by Cloony The Clown on Mon, 09 Apr 2007 10:55:00 PST |
FUCKED UP |
fucked up smile, on you fucked up face.fucked up people, in this fucked up place.fucked up day in my fucked up life.fucked up wrist from my fucked up knife.fucked up girl, with fucked up ways.fucked u... Posted by Cloony The Clown on Mon, 09 Apr 2007 10:52:00 PST |
PUNK ROCK LOVE |
YOU BROKE MY HEART SO I BROKE YOUR NECK...THATS PUNK ROCK LOVE AT ITS BEST. Posted by Cloony The Clown on Mon, 09 Apr 2007 11:37:00 PST |
meaningless |
SEX IS VIOLENCEVIOLENCE IS ARTART IS BEAUTYBEAUTY IS NOTHINGNOTHING IS EVERYTHINGAND NOW EVERYTHING IS MEANINGLESS. Posted by Cloony The Clown on Mon, 09 Apr 2007 10:39:00 PST |
power trip |
She crawls to me,her spine a tangeld mess.She crys out for help,but i cant hear a word, or maybe i dont care.the tears stain her face,the blood stains the floor.i tried to save her once before,but noo... Posted by Cloony The Clown on Mon, 09 Apr 2007 10:35:00 PST |
untitled... (to beautiful to be named after you!!!) |
The thing that make me smile, are the same things that make you cry.You always ask for the truth, but i always tell you a lie.All the reasons you have for living, are all the reasons i want to die.So ... Posted by Cloony The Clown on Mon, 09 Apr 2007 11:36:00 PST |