Shutter and Spew Posted by Agent Aslan on 01/19/2011 I cry tears of blood, when I think of you. You make me shutter, and want to spew. The feelings inside, cannot be spoken. All of the words, and letters are broken. To rip out your heart, and taste of it’s flavor. Will be doing you, and the whole world a favor. AdvertisementRate this:share with care:FacebookMoreRedditEmailTwitterPrintLike this:Like Loading... Related
dead beat poet 
Deadbeat Poet, that your pain becomes our gift, thank you.