When blue bottles shatter your heart explodes,
Like lighting on the thirteenth howl,
No escape from horrendous disaster,
Finding a closing exit is your destin,
Should you die they do not care,
For when blue bottles shatter your heart explodes.
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2 comments:
such a cool poem
post, youre on blog now!
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