Nothing pops up in my head but thoughts I dont asume shit till I hear shit I put 2 and 2 together And it meassures up to bullshit Or truth Unlike you Shit dont pop up in my head The only thing that pops up in my head is what a low life you turned out to be..... Your the head case!!!! And I'll always be hating you till you forget about me Because thats the only way I'll be satsified Is that your dead to me And Gone....
Reason for writing:
My poem about someones gay ass comment, Fuckin bullshit! It will always be a pile of shit when it comes to the thought of you!
Birth sign: Aries
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