The Horror Poet

little snowflakes  falling on the ground like greed they climb   still waiting for me! YUM!!!    trapped in your car, little star    your head in my lap    i hit the brakes... choose to ignore me... #1984 ain't getting this one, kayne   you're all i need when i bleed     i fall for her, lenore   you're in the middle again just an insect

everyone needs me, i don't care for shit they say they love me yet i'm their horror poet --melanie we're fishes