I Need To Escape
I need to escape,
Seal me up with tape,
I’m going to show you my hate,
Don’t worry I won’t be late,
I will be on time,
To bury your hind,
In the cold, cold dirt,
You dumb little flirt,
I’m happy you’re dead,
Like a woman you fled,
From that fight,
To the tight,
Bed of my girlfriend,
Your lucky you’re dead friend.
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
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