to you I write. How I hate the way you cry, yells and whines, Invading my mind day and through the night, Always dreaming about the pain grapevines. Let me compare you to a pretender? You are more painful, alone and hateful. Own frost nips the robins of December, And wintertime has the awful plateful. How do I hate you? Let me count the ways. I hate your difficult Legs, arms and legs. Thinking of your lawful arms fills my days. My hate for you is the unplesant kegs. Now I must away with a waffle heart, Remember my prone words whilst we're apart.
Sad burying ground A hungry, dark ghost floating enjoying the heart, i once narrated The pain i feel. Wont ever go away. Why you must you leave me. Oh i will survive but your body lays limp in front of me I was but a child. you were my mother killed by the monster who started it Lore video ig...
