The Con of Trust and Moods [22.4.07]

by boo   Jul 21, 2007


I f**king give up.
F**k trying.
It's useless.
Drown it all in this dense room.
Blow it up and treasure remnants.
Guard it with your life.
Hitori.
The innocence of a youth's soul.
Is ripped away from all humans.
F**k trying.
It's useless.
Go to sleep now.
It's late.
I f**king give up.
F**K THIS.
Hitori.

0


Did You Like This Poem?

Latest Comments

  • 17 years ago

    by Baby Rainbow

    Thats strong xxx its a good poem xxx