BLACK HEART BLOOD SPADE

Stop stareing at me like i have changed,its a blessing.My mind is sick,my body so demented.Stop playing these games,my minds a lethal weapon.i am concealed in stone,dead to earth yet still raw to the bone.I wanted you and you never wanted me but i still had hope from what you told me,made me belie as i sat and waited anticipated every little move we made an still i feel ill as i sweat bullets to put into my own suicidal gun i was hotter then the sun so i had to watch you run still loader then the gun but you can never hear me and if you saw that side of me you would only fear me so i lay back and chill unearthing these pills till it fills me up and as i cry blood and bleed tear i sit and watch it all spill on the window sill and think of this righteous kill so i put the gun to my brain and c**k it and say"if i woulda stayed asleep dreaming and the dream woulda went how i wanted we woulda had a son DAMN" BANG!!! R.I.P. RIPPED INTO PIECES IN THE MEMORY OF ZC ZANE CALINE LLLD LIVE LIFE LOVE DIE 25.