The day I died
was like no other...
I didn't write this poem but i saw it and thought...
Her dad was a drunk...
Off she flew
one starry night...
You are so mysterious and deep,
You could never be anything anyone could keep...
Hide and Sink
-This style is quite different from my other...
Their quick cheap laughs deserve no spade
Their shallow graves of lowest grade...
The sand has covered my toes beneath,
they're sinking fast into concrete...
-Hell-
For my sorrow brings Hell...
I knew we were both in mortal danger.
Still, in that instant, I felt well...
Collecting souls of the dead,
all the research read...
Slicing up her pretty skin
She just wanted to fit in...
Brian, Brian cuse that name
for it is filled with both shit and shame...