What A Messed Up Place - Poem by Crimson Haze
What a messed up world we live in.
Filled with people,
some are like me,
ready to attack if need be.
Some are to pure at heart,
they are the first ones to sooth the thirst for blood.
some try to hide,
the rest of the world you can hide but for me there is no mask for you to find under.
Some don't care what others see....
you can judge me..
I don't care..
just say it to my face and not behind my back..
cuz when I go for the kill,
I might give you one more shot.
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