Get Your Premium Membership

Line Live

spread my garbage dirty black dirty mask use your children rotten to your core dirty dirt rot evil be infant in the ground till it drives you nut's insane perhaps insane path the path that drives and say's you got'em perhaps you've been brought perhaps youve been bought but once again correct the error mispelling perhaps you may find a new job somthing lined up not on paper but on computer dirty f_up

Copyright © | Year Posted 2022




Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.

Please Login to post a comment

A comment has not been posted for this poem. Encourage a poet by being the first to comment.


Book: Shattered Sighs