Saturated lovers in the mind of a child
Hand holding courtesans tempered to mild...
I remember things so clear now
The words you spoke were lies...
Despise lies hate and death all eyes are upon me...
voices voices in my head if i don't listen to them...
Those empty voices
they whipser to you...
I was laying on the bleacher in Girls Fitness...
Jessie asks me to go under the stands to get his...
**this poem is confusing if you don't pay...
I look into the thing that is made of glass...
When you die your soul becomes free from your body
-THE ENTRAPMENT...
Explain to me why i love you
explain to me why you love me...
My lungs tighten in this cold winter air,
I try to breath but can't...
My best friend she died so young she was only 14...
WE MISS AND LOVE YOU TABBIE...
When I'm feeling bored I often feel mad, angry...
I try to breathe,
I take in the air around me...