Grim

someone said. “the grimp retard” ..and i felt that.

i sense the suspense in your souls sorrow.

“a lyricist without a clue, what year is this? fuck a needle, here's a sword, body pierce with this” - slim jim’s shady seconds.

D E A T H MARKS T H E S P O T

those eyes full of dread while her loose lies turn rum red.

what’s left is more than you need.

did you hear the muse today.

how do you do.

to watch it all burn will be an awfully big adventure.

grim me a break, ive reaped my fingers to the bone.

reap me baby, make me grim.

laid back in an all black crucified cadillac.

al gore with rhythm.

do your little tweeter tappers get tired?

“im tweeting as heart as i can”

a simple servant for screaming souls.