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After the promise I made to myself, that I'd never seek revenge for the pain you caused my heart,I dont know if i can keep it, you whorish b***h! ..

Stevie will f*****g kill you b***h!

Dont matter, just read it...:(

The souls of the weak All drop down in shame The innocent die What the freak? Who's to blame? Who's to cry? Who deserves this life so filled ..

A very simple poem, very simple rhyme scheme, hope you like it.

Short story of a boy named Ezra;; Twisted and gruesome story. Hope you enjoy if you read it :)

We're all just pawns in this bittersweet tragedy. A tragedy with blood for ink. And pale skin for paper. Played by the kids. Who's lives are fu..