it tastes fuzzy and warm <br />caressing through the hollow thoughts in my numb broken lifless mind <br />it gives me thrills <br />to know im drinking window sills <br /> <br />the window sillness is trickilng through my depression <br />wwwwwwwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaawwwwwww <br />i think i am high <br />i can touch the sky <br />fuzzy bear <br /> <br />massive crash <br />i am now emo <br />the sink runs red with my blood <br />i want more window cleaner <br />made me feel so alive <br />minus the dead bit... <br /> <br />no mr fuzzy bear i want to touch u <br />hee hee lol <br />oh wow i just woke up again <br />not again mums cooking pizza again <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />maybe more window cleaner can help that... <br /> <br /> <br />i like extra cheese with my window cleaner.<br /><br />harold babe<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-like-window-cleaner-emo/
