Andrew Clewes


Just Like Knives - Poem by Andrew Clewes

There is this feeling that I get,
It usually makes me sweat.

These blades keep on getting more shrill,
I really hope they are distill.

Grab your blades and pierce the skin,
now you can see what's within.

Now that there is blood every where,
you would really make the perfect repair.


Andrew Clewes ft. Conz. :)


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Poem Submitted: Friday, May 7, 2010

Poem Edited: Saturday, May 8, 2010


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