Maybe I Just Need 2 Get Laid. Poem by Kaylee Questionable

Maybe I Just Need 2 Get Laid.



Crimson
stars
bleeding down
from heavans
Falling down like
small tears sliding
down your eyes

While the
Windows glow
A hateful warmth

and your breath
is thick and
Shady waiting
to suffocate
the mind
and your body cold
wile your in
the firey pits of doom

Crash!

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