i love life, but my poems are mostly dark haha weird |
The sun is setting through the trees
another day is done...
Hush now my darling
your safe here in my arms...
Watchu doing
Hows ya life...
On the tiles
the coldness spreads...
She walks across the water
ripples barely made...
We all love the friends we have
the memories we share and make...
Im not an alcoholic, alcoholics go to meetings |
If life gets hard... fuk it |
Some people are like slinkies |