My depressing life

by Elizabeth Lynch   Aug 7, 2011


Roses are Black
Violets are red.
I can't help what you lack
oh no, you are dead.

I don't know why
and I don't know how
But I want to consistently cry
and drink the blood of a cow.

I despise my life
don't knoow when
But, it is a strife
to learn how to skateboard.

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