Death Is My Friend
There are two things that you can't fight in lifeLife its self, and Death
You can be a person who gives life
Or you can be like me and befriend Death
He Broke my heart
I was inraged
Emotions Took over my mind
I couldn't be saved
I grabs the nearest fork
And stabbed him into he died
I remember that look of terror
Him looking into my cold bitter eyes
And my only problem
Is that I liked it
It was enjoyable
I wanted to do more
My hands were covered in blood
No one else was with us
It was just me and him
In silence
I now Befriended Death
I understood why it was enjoyable
Their look
Their Scream
Their Face
All showing Terror
Made it enjoyable
Am I crazy?
Maybe I am
Police started chasing me
Catch me if you can
Death is My friend
I kill people
They have Death
Death has more people
Death has more "friends"
Thats how I befriended Death....
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But for real, I did not expect you to read it so soon :O
and i love you too
But dont you lie to me that poem is trash..the feels are real but its trash
I think Imma re-do that one anyway. I made it when I was 13 on paper and I found it 2 years later and bam.
Republican, democrat, and chocolate
Which side
*cries from the beauty*
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THIRTY FFING EIGHT YOU AND EMO