Normally i will stare,
Normally i will dare...
Flicking Through Pages Of you
Of Things Id ought to know...
Molten metal fornicating
in madness...
I heard the ripples drawn
Eclipse of wondrous peace...
Waiting...
Always waiting...
Why should color matter
To every through and through...
I didn't know whether to put this in poems about...
Do you believe in Re-birth...
By 2006 By Letrice Hopkins
Most days I spend reminiscing...
There's a little known fact
That somewhere in your head...
Our shadows tossed
on cold dew grass...
A silent place I roam.
Awaking thoughts drift secretly...
This is a true story about someone i know and shes...
The rules arent the same...