thaught wrong

thaught wrong

A Poem by BluRaven aka Bootsy
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this is just a piece of me at a low point of my life.

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A heart pumping red blood ... but the hearts covered in black, oozing darkness from the very core.

Once a hunter, always a victum. My pain and suffering is the way, and that i have lived to learn. Love is thaught to equal hapiness, and to like will only result in heart ache. A Darkness so dark who can see? Wishing for better days for us to be, aches so painful i cannot breathe. A time so bad i have to leave.

Hopefully, this comes down to you and me eventually. I was a fool, and fell for you, and the pain is unimaginably deep. After all this consern ....there is no mystery. Only misery, your kind ... You kill hearts,

with words, actions and more. You left my life no choice, im black to the core forevermore!

© 2012 BluRaven aka Bootsy


Author's Note

BluRaven aka Bootsy
im not sure if i misspelled anything, but if i have any errors let me know, and please give an honest opinion even if u hate it.

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Added on March 15, 2012
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BluRaven aka Bootsy
BluRaven aka Bootsy

dallas, TX



About
Im Bootsy, im 18. Im a mix of punk, emo, hippie and hip hop. peole see im different and treat me different. I love screamo, and emo music, and stuff like pink floyd and jimmy hendrix. i love colors so.. more..

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