i've been sitting here trying to think of something poetic and it starting to hurt my head so here goes
roses are red
violets are blue
this pain in my head
is from sniffing glue
roses are red
violets are blue
i feel so brain dead
because i don't have a fucking clue
roses are red
violets are blue
i feel like i'm dead
because my life is askew


roses are red
violets are blue
this pain in my head
is from sniffing glue
roses are red
violets are blue
i feel so brain dead
because i don't have a fucking clue
roses are red
violets are blue
i feel like i'm dead
because my life is askew




awen:
shall I call you Wiliam Wordsworth?



awen:
Im intreged.....simple and I like em
