For those of you familiar with my later poems, well theres a new girl in my life, so alot of poems done that are more recent will most likely be about her. Her name is Emily and I love her to bits! =P |
In the gloom of his cell.
The prisoner sits...
If she were a colour she would be red.
For her passion and energy too...
As she sits in the corner she is paused in the...
Of feelings that so entangle her...
In ancient times past
In the halls of all races...
I heard of times long past and gone
When the wind whispered a silent song...
I heard of times long past and gone
When the wind whispered a silent song...
Life's so hard to take my goal
These iron bars they hold me so...
I heard of times long past and gone
When the wind whispered a silent song...
I told her I loved her the other day...
I told her I had to think it through...
She's the reason my blood beats fast
She's the reason my hands seem to bleed...
I like pie |
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Who do you always tip in a greyhound race? |