What has the world become?
Just a cold
Dark
Place.
Lonly,
Longing for life.
The dispare
And depressing people
That rome this world,
Have yet to see
The outcome
And horror
Of there ways.
Will the horror come to an end?
Or,
The world first..?
The Sweet Sadness
Some of my poetry.
Saturday, September 24, 2011
Monday, June 6, 2011
Princess
THE DIRT POOR PRINCESS
QUIETLY DANCED
THE COLD
RAINY NIGHT AWAY
QUIETLY DANCED
THE COLD
RAINY NIGHT AWAY
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