A/N: I have an obesetion with boots
Not afraid to get the mud on my feet
Or the blood on my hands
Ether way I'm human
Not afraid to sour high
Or crash and burn
Ether way I will have my heart shrivel up and die
Not afraid to be buried alive
Or have dirt in my hair
Ether way I'm six feet under, alive
Not afraid to get the mud on my feet
Or the blood on my hands
Ether way I'm
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Close Your Eyes
PoezieBasically how I feel through poetry. There will be a lot you might not understand so I'll try to give good backroad before every chapter. Hope someone will like this stuff besides my school votes.
