

A Tribute To Carrie: My RageYou test meA Tribute To Carrie: My Rage
And push me
You bless me
And curse me
[I'm a CUNT]
Premire night access show
Vines on my face
You'll reap what you made me sew.
I hope it hurts
I hope it burns
Red like blood, tall and firm.
it's her, it's her- KILLER CUNT
(mama please mama don't leave me- I don't have anyone...)
And I was the raven called sin.


Death CertificateThe paris is speaking and my water is redDeath Certificate
I listen to the dripping sounds and the weight of rope vs ceiling vs body
The reaches to me and you drop roses onto the dying grass.
Since when was this of any concern to you?
Since when did you realize the meaning of life?
And to your surprise
the obituary states]
the autopsy reveals
I have no heart...
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Zich niet erger kostbaar ik ben hier.
love your work.
<3amber.
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Gélida, como una roca de acero y mal. Se escarchó tras pasar por el umbral, no se hundió entre témpanos y sal.
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Oh, an incurable humanist you are.
I appreciate it
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Don't hate me because I take better pics that you...oh,and I'm prettier too
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