Yeah i deleted all but one poem, my old poems were well, an angry me who no longer exists. my new poems will be love ones of the one whos writing got me to |
This is a subject, that is mankind's best friend
Unknown in your youth but a vacant stare...
In the sky
Of this very night...
This is the aftermath, of ten months ago
It started out simple, an honest true love...
This is the aftermath, of ten months ago
It started out simple, an honest true love...
Each of us searching
Who could we be...
Each a little
Eacha plight...
Dear Angelique,
I know I love you...
Why do we live
Destined to die...
Live each moment as your last |
Who said we must be happy? |