Juvenile

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Poem By: Me


Full Of Blood

A spoiled wreckage
Glaring with innocent perception
Render no quarrel stay bleak and obscured
Rundown impression , concentration Hard
Confess to your iniquities
Bastard child heed my resentment
My unvarnished
I’m soaked with amarulence
Bend to my fulmination
I abide your morose