Well I hope you like my poems because I like to write them. It expresses the inner me, the experienced me, the unexperienced me, and the things I wish I had. Some of my poems may not make sense, but that's the point...it doesn't. Poems don't been to make sense to be great. |
For Richer or for Poorer?
Draco Malfoy Splurges...
In the end I'm falling
With each and every step...
Wandering,
Gliding...
I'm wasting away,
The ultimate price to pay...
1. Run around the lawn frantically acting like...
2. hold a yard sale on someone else\'s lawn. When...
Hey A--hole! You\'re not alone! I\'ve got one too! |
We ignore the ones who adore us, and adore the ones who ignore us. |
He is the truly courageous man who never depends. |