MamaA Poem by A Bohemian Woman poem inspired by Mama - My Chemial Romance
May we all go to hell
May we all choose to lie May we all fall and die May my hands stay raised And my feet tap with the drum My heart no longer numb May your voice cure them all Dancing to the sound of bore Loving death worshippingly Reciting from memory, - amen! Not to the Gods but to the likes of men May we all go to hell
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Added on April 1, 2020 Last Updated on April 1, 2020 Tags: mama, mcr, my chemical romance, pain, hell, lies, death, depression, naivity Author
A Bohemian WomanBohemia, Czech RepublicAboutThere's a room in a hotel in New York City, that shares our fate and deserves our pity. I don't want to remember it all, the promises I made if you just hold on. (Twin Skeleton's - FOB) I love .. more..Writing
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