Poems from Marionalexandra
He needs his coffee to wake up and his trees to sleep. That cocaine to party and his thizzles to geek. His cigarettes for stress and his...
Never a thought of happiness. In the back of my mind it's known that this smile will leave soon. Forever stuck in an eternity of doom. ...
The fear is rising. So high like blood shot red eyes need visine. Just wish these thoughts in my head were a little more enticing. Looking...