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~ My Poem's~

Three kids go in a house to play, two Come out One "decides to stay". The halls are long the rooms are dark someone spilled blood tonight. Two kids go to a funeral today One goes back to where they play. He finds the knife he sees the blood he isn't the only one there who didn't "belong". One kid is all that's left to day but he found a gun and decided to "play".

I Love You Jessii


~ About me ~

Hello, My name is Zac. ... And You can suck my d**k. I don't give a s**t who you are or what you think. I really don't care, i gave up on that a long time ago. I go where life takes me and am happy with that. Right now i have a shitty mother and a crappy job a wonderful girlfriend and a ok car. My friends lie my best friends don't if you are lucky enuf to be called my friend don't ruin it. OR you can i don't give a s**t