A poem by Gorecore

[Gorecore]

A wonderful thing, this life we live
To take another day and drown it
Soaked the feathers in oil to bend
And try to break the branch beneath
This is an ending to the fall

The walls were plain, yet stood tall
They held a man with no soul
Like the dead will travel light
Shiftless silence, through the trees
They waltz darkened by the night


I dunno...I honestly just wrote that in less than 2 minutes. I don't know what it means.

[Jay212]

it means you're fuckin baked.