The Goth Rocker Poem by Harley Morriss
The Goth Rocker
Rating: ★5.0
i'm the Goth rocker
i live to rock and rap
i have no love
no freinds
no escape
no life
no way to get out
all i have is
a pen right hand
mic. in left hand
knife in my wrists
guns under my bed
bullets in my brain
i've slit myself
capped myself
but to no escape
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
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4/26/2024 3:25:05 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Good work, definatly a good description of a goth.