Your Last PopA Poem by splattercore A poem about arguments.
Well I've got nothing to say. Your beauty killed me today and it's tragically a moment I'll cherish forever. You've got something to say. A venom came spraying my way while and it's magically a substance that's used in your defense. A simple drop falling from my head that's red and at the top. I had no time to react from your last pop.
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Added on January 20, 2018 Last Updated on January 20, 2018 Author
splattercoreSilent Hill, CAAboutt's plain and simple. I don't give a s**t. Just writing what I'm feeling tomorrow. I can write pieces that will stick to me for a lifetime. I can also throw those very same pieces in the garbage a wee.. more..Writing
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