Blood Trill

Hey, Hey,

can you feel the need to bleed

alcohol lets it flow quicker

blood flows down the body its warm

making you want to piss blood

turns me on ladies do it best

when they slice their wrist

nice warm bath candles lit

no mess for the rest i can

only control how fast or how slow

the blood flows

i control the suffering you control the pain

the night time is the right time

to make it bleed



I love my guitar, poetry, reading, writing, living life on the edge, Don't worry their no strangers here just strange people, Be sure to let me know you stop bye and let your hair down. Grab some coffee and hope you enjoy.
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2 Responses to Blood Trill

  1. kikischeuer says:

    Still leaves a mess, just sayin’

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