I see falling trees
Swarms of killer bees
Dying of disease
When I see you
Memories of your fucked up past
A life that didn’t last
Never-ending compare and contrast
When I see you
I begin to hate
Emotions deteriorate
Apologies are too late
When I see you
All I see is red
I fucking want you dead
Violence in my head
When I see you
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
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Is this a old love story gone awry? Or did someone not get a birthday cake when he was ten.
From Uncle Ed
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