Ode to the Emos

Here is my ode to the Emos
With blood dripping like steaming ribbons,
And hearts a ripping, like warping paper in a child's palm.

Deathdeathbloodblood.
deaoodbleathabab.

Become nothing but words, words WORDS!

Sulk in your arrogance, birth a few more clichés.

You think you are different, with a dark depth of emotion.

And I, I can hardly contain my laughter.

by Styrmwolf
posted on 03/27/2008