Wednesday, January 29, 2014


By amy Smith
One last look at what you had
Your temper pretty sad
One last chance
Then we coulda danced

Tuesday, January 21, 2014

Zombie survival

Tuesday, January 14, 2014


Wednesday, January 8, 2014

Rhyme of thoughts

Rhyme of thoughts
Amy Smith
I'll talk to whoever I want
Because you say I'm a cunt
Forgive me if i seem blunt
Nothing will ever top your stupid stunt
I'll always be that slutty cunt
I'm the princess of bitches
I paved the way for some witches
My deep.wounds don't need stitches
I'll amaze all them bitches
You'll hear people ask whos he with
He'll proudly say Bitch thats Amy Smith

Sunday, January 5, 2014

Poetry wound

Poetry wound
Amy Smith

He never deserved me
Any fool can see

Change all that you are
Move your life out far

I'm what you've been waiting for
Just change starting at your core

You and your soul are lies
You are not what you advertise

Can't turn a scared boy into a man
Reveal your so called truth all you can

Breakfast in bed Daddy likes eggs
Don't touch me between crossed legs

Cared for all your seeds
Took care of your sexual needs

Kneel before God and repent
For it is I to you he sent

My halo fell to the ground
Wings burned all around

For you there is no other
I pay for the sins of another

You made me cry and cry
Your soul bled itself dry

Nothing in you is real
A boy can't decide what to feel

I'm not an alarm clock or a maid
It was good I never stayed

Thursday, January 2, 2014

I noticed

I noticed how easy it is to fall out of love when your loves tested too many times. It's better to find someone to accept your love at face value without high school tests. Push fire to it's limit and it spreads into an explosion.