The people sit down at a green and wooden table,
Welcome to the game, between reality and fable...
The gunshot shot throughout
The air...
Somehow I think this is the end
Coughing up blood in the morning...
If one day you feel like crying....
call me i don't promise to make you laugh...
Underneath your umbrella your cheeks are wet, but...
Holes in sheets of faded black aren't the problem...
This is one that I wrote for a poetry contest =p...
*******She was an Angel...
You never see us cross the line
But you have every word against us...
Everyday a person leaves us
they die for their country...
Simple but complex, always prepared
For the unexpected, cause its always next...
He left me yesterday,
His with her today...
Do you ever wonder
What if you had said yes instead of no...
Bitter like the wind you
Speak to me like I should...