Poems from Tinklovepryor
A vice called Miss Reeper.
Miss reeper miss reeper
Right b 4 death u will surely see her
just like a vice from any view corruption
and...
I'd Get hella shy wenever
And when paths did cross
just a "gasp n sigh"
brain sending orders
[ somthin like ] saying Hii
allat shit mush...
spit nasty like sum gross shit you wouldn't wanna taste it
hand over ya mouth i know i kill
metopors awe the mind point still
extremely...
don't put ur trust in one to soon
cuz many been slain
death took a early claim
now their life is a distant topic
after death won't be no...
With Eyes like rainbows,pools overlooking earths magnificent colors
with dancing lights in which life glows
my body falls as it looses all...