Poem I wrote myself. (:
Roses are red
Violets are blue.
Death is coming
Coming for you
He's holding a knife
He has a gun
He'll take your life
So you better run.
Run as fast as you can
To the next room
Away from the man
Who will kill you soon.
Don't turn around
He's right there
He'll take you down
Because he doesnt care.
I'm sorry I did this.
I'm sorry I lied.
Your voice I'll miss
Now say good-bye.
So, roses are red,
Violets are blue
Death is coming.
Coming for you.
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Hi my name is Liam O'conor and I'm from Kildare, Ireland.Im 12 and have 1 dog 2 cats.Expect some dark poems sometimes story's and mostly quotes and jokes :) please follow
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@LIAM7 great stuff 😊 you should read my Opuss Death's Lament you'll see the other side of the reaper 😉 but a fabulous start
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