whoa man thats a little weird lol
LearyS Disciple Reviewed by LearyS Disciple on . a poem? i have no idea why i wrote this i barely remeber writing it but read it, its so fucked up wtf i see you walk away... the bloody palms you walk with, tell me all you try to wipe the blood away but the memorys are stained into your hands the blood seems as its pouring from your hands, it drops to the floor the pavement covered in splatters of the blood you spilled you hear the voices echo so quietly "why? she was meant for so much more" you spilled your wifes blood... now you've got Rating: 5