I played some screamo-metal music
In my yard the other day.
Now the grass is black,
And the lawn cuts itself, so yay?
Tag Archives: Emo
Emo Wedding
I sit in a dark room, combing my hair.
I apply shadows to my eyes.
I wear a gown of vermillion, and sip the air
As to my feet I rise.
My nails are as red as an infants blood,
And tear drops dot the room.
I gaze at myself in the mirror.
My God, I’m a sexy groom.
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