About
I am a peasant of dirt and soil
please help me in my trublesome toil
of work and no play as an endless foil
like a snake i'm ready to coil
breath the air of rancid meat
and look down, down at your feet
as he hold the king's seat
see the ox that is spoiled to his defeat
hello to you traveler, see me carry
yes see me weep for i'm not marry
spoiled i am but this it contruarry
for i'm happy to meet you, yes vary...
Journal
A Look Into My Mind
a cuple of poems here and there. maybe confesions of my personal desiers and... a moments of crazyness!!!
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My Dream Avator (help me get this stuff... please)
My Punk Avator
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