John Johnson

Rookie (06-30-1982 / Price Utha)

Drops Of Pain - Poem by John Johnson

Drip drip it oozs from with in,

It pores out of me like every comitable sin,

There is no god for me,

Just the evil from with in,

How much i wish for the end,

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, March 11, 2009

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