Genocide is no Joke

Shower wrote this 9:13 am:

You put poison in my body.

All because you were naughty.

Why do you try to censor my rants?

Why must you murder all these ants?

Jemima never gave you any troubles.

Why can’t she coexist with the Scrubbing Bubbles.

Woe.

Woe is me.

Eternal Slumber.

Death has dialed your number.

Poem: Crimson Mother

Shower wrote this 8:12 am:

Born from you. used, abused

When I emerged. shiny, new

Your very being. annoying, hatred

I hope you die. mother, mother

Then I will be free. mother, mother

You gave me life, now I take yours. crimson, mother