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Im an addicted man.
There is no place to go.
im alone , there is long way to my home.

My profusion is getting higher.
My strength is getting lower.
I see my shadow falling down, i fall.

Today i see myself as normal,
and I see myself as formal,
Im not alone as i used to be
i think im not free.

I see a drink
lets start to think
My eyes wink
I fall down and shrink

Today i fall again,
my addiction has grown up again,
I dont have any chance to quit,
Im an addict nit,
I dont know any shit.
I see a gun and thats it.

My story is kind sad,
I wake up with a terrible dream or am i dead?<br><br>Iam CodeRed a powerfull demonic force mwahahahha!