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So Phil and I decided to write a sucky poem.
Well, I did the deciding and he provided the inpiration.
I'll take the credit for the 2nd, 4th, & 7th line.... the rest is all Phil's fault.. (haha)
YAY FOR SUCKY POEMS!!!
so here goes...
WHy You Shouldn't Drink Alchoholic Beverages
The wind blows past, sending a chill of fear
And on my face, ther is a tear
In my haert, ther is a hole
Lined with parts of my shredded soul
Piled up from te deepest cut
Seeping through my veins, into my skin
Until my blood runs more and more thin
....Cruel Death Awaits....
 xXxHugAnEmoKidxXx · Sat Feb 09, 2008 @ 03:07am · 3 Comments |
