harm comes to all and blood explodes through the doors
and suddenly it became my fault like I sliced this bitch
for my own delight or itch as if my brain had a crave to kill
a grave to drill and my anger is a shockwave of pills
lined up on a roller coaster and it's a thrill thinking
that my lone words are glock sprays thru the hallways
those are my first 7 lines, basically practicing metaphores/similes/wordplay and not much multis..
please feed thanks
