Hell In House Poem by sp9ke draco

Hell In House



It's Friday morning
i wake up from my death
i star scream
because i saw blood in the floor
i put my t-shirt and my shoes
and i got from house i got away from

I want to get away from this
to get away from my hell the hell of house
is the most dangerous place

i start to scream
i get away from this hole
i get away from house (house)
i run away from this street
this town
i start to get away from this life and rest in peace
i wish i have and one more chance

I want to get away from this
to get away from my hell the hell of house
is the most dangerous place
and now i wish
i want a really want
to trade this life from an another (another, another)
another place another year another country
please i don't want this!

I want to get away from this
to get away from my hell the hell of house
is the most dangerous place

Friday, June 26, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: house
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