Poetry is a true passion of mine, and I couldn't find something else to be more passionate about. |
Every time I look out my window
I see the moon, it makes me smile when I see...
I have trouble reading out a loud in class,
As they all laugh when I can't read simple words...
** This isn't about me. I wrote this for my friend...
** This is a poem that me and Lethal Prophecy...
How can you be so beautiful and care for me so...
** Written With Lethal Prophecy **
Alas, you're here to be as a living dream...
Across the street a woman sits,
As she does every single day...
** I know I repeated words at times, But I haven't...
I'd give anything just to hold you...
** The poem isn't very good but it just came out...
They did beseech me to stay another day...
To whom this may concern;
If you are reading this...
You see them running around,
Playing with toys having fun...
You are the essence of my being, |
In the arms of a poet, one can feel safe. |
Without you my heart will refuse to beat, and my lungs will no longer crave air. |