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Sometime i write out of anger. Not really any,crazy but i feel like it.

Submitted:Apr 30, 2014    Reads: 1    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

Kurt Corbain thoughts circling my crainum,how low can I be,before a motherfucker see?

On my hands and knees praying hoping for something that never come.

Come as you are ,no need for disguies can't you see my face while my mask rests on my heart.

My pen for a pistol,I shoot heavily Oh my God I'm cumming.


Out the flame and blow away the ashes I'm jealous of happy people for the little I recieve I know it will be gone in a matter of seconds

You know sometime,I think if, I disappear by accident will everyone be better off and most of the time I reside on the same answer.



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