Poems by manders

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  • The cuts are a choice
    My love is a crime...

  • Broken (4)

    Depressing days
    sleepless nites...

  • Mutilation in the name
    Bleeding is the game...

  • I'm a dancer thats what I do
    I put on my tight jeans and my white shoes...

  • Shadow (1)

    I Ask Myself why do I want do die
    I try to be happy but all I do is cry...

  • People are not safe in the U.S.
    Violence and murders cause stress...

  • Weather the weather is cold or
    weather the weather is hot...

  • Happy Happy Joy Joy
    I'm a kinky sex toy...

  • A peach is a peach
    A plum is a plum...

  • I'm sitting here in siminar what a bore
    Falling asleep i hope i don't snore...