ReDeeMeR - Let's Bring Those Poems Back

I thought you would take your losses and walk away. But okay. All right. Fine. Here we go.

I was gonna prepare a rebuttal for your little post but as I sat down and started going through all your pictures and poems and meditations you've written and posted online...I'm still at a loss for words so- I'll just use yours.

Late

Cotton candy and flakes of snow
Little pills and sticks that glow

Stuffed animals and lollie pops
Chalk out lines and crooked cops

Gum drops and candy cane
Sick children wrecked with pain

Super heroes and flying deer
Nuclear bombs and growing fear

Santa Clause and cracker jacks
Terrorism and white anthrax

Pretty girls and cute boys
Violent rape and vicious toys

A dream job and bright future
Poverty and slow torture

How sweet when you two kiss
How I drag this razor up my wrist

-Bryan

His rhymes are so powerful I have to look away! Just kidding (no I'm not).

You know how emo kids wear eye makeup and piercings and sit in the corner with their shirt cuffs covering their knuckles scrawling poems on their ripped jeans with BIC ballpoint pens?




That's our buddy Bryan

Okay, okay. I'll admit those pictures are probably what he looked like for Halloween for the last two years. So here's one of what he looks like everyday.


Nice eye shadow, fag.

Now will everyone please rise for Amphetamines' national anthem. ( Sit through it you fucking dummy. I almost burst my eye vessels looking at your piece of shit poems. )

-ReD