Oh ****. Oh, oh, it didn't work did it? Why? Why didn't it work? I can't see! I have blood in my eyes, my hands.
Oh ****. It didn't work did it? The plastic bag! ****! The plastic bag! ****, ****, Ff cck ckk err err (sigh)
Poetry by Kaydee (**** it Kaydee! Just **** it! That's it!)
'The Plastic Bag' by Kaydee is also known by its alternative name, 'Go check on that friend you never check' 'Don't come ******* crying to me' was another name was almost chosen. Another was 'Who's that lay there with a blue face, she looks cold'
My body Is carved From sticks and stones As they say But words Shall never hurt me. I was filth, ***** From past words named to me. But what he didint Know I wasn't his ***, I was a princess. A tone, And hue of What he missed.
Simply this, He missed Out on what goodness He could have had A loyal girl, A sènora Who was beyond his Wildest imagination! Beyond any other woman Or grab!
I felt bad about that day When I shot, stabbed, and threw you away I felt regret, I felt agonized Is it to late to Apologize?
I attacked you, and hit you hard I left you buried in my backyard I tried to dig you, but you weren't there I gave you pain that I cannot bear I made it up to you by suicide Is it to late to Apologize?
I felt misery I cannoit lie But I promise you, I did try I looked for you everyday I just could not stay away I tried and tried every night Hoping that I just might make it right. I then became traumatize So tell me, Is it to late to Apologize?