JohnLikesJane Posted March 16, 2011 Posted March 16, 2011 Pick the razors up Pull your sleeves down Throw it all away Keep your head down. The voices in my head Echo everything he said Wishing for an end Instead of this pretend. Crowded me with everything I have nothing left but hate F*ck all of your insults And the image you create Pick the razors up Pull your sleeves down Tearing it apart Keep your voices down.. -Tori
xxxharleyannaxxx Posted March 16, 2011 Posted March 16, 2011 ='( thats a very good poem you made there though so thumbs upp^^^
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