Jental tears fall down on to blood covered floors.The nife turns red with tears of others on the handel.You here screams comeing from the blood drenched walls.
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Jental tears fall down on to blood covered floors.The nife turns red with tears of others on the handel.You here screams comeing from the blood drenched walls.
1. That wasn't a poem. That was like, a phrase.
2. I don't follow this: The nife (knife) turns red with tears of others on the handel (handle).
3. Learn to spell poem right. It's understandable that you forget how to spell a word but come on, poem! Is that so hard?
...I really, really... Don't think this is a serious post. I mean... ... well, I just really dont think this is a serious poem.
Errr....uuuhh.......hmmmmm......[Has nothing to say]
Dude, if you really think this is a type of literature of any genre, you have issues. I seriously think this thread was made to spam, sooo.....
Closed.