I can't stop.my mouth.from saying.
Hatefull.things to you.
I feel that i have no control.
over.my life.anymore...
i
put on this.harsh face
that i never.can shout up.
road all over
from head to toe.
heart to asshole.
called it love
for over ten years.
because i would and could use hate for hate.This veta el loco.
slayer of love..
keeper of commitcations
battled to .and for.
For a bucketload.
of hate and alfullness.
P