Toil gingerly weaping sunflower a
curly morsel of snowflake that comes with...

Player, Liar everyone loves you,
A broken heart has never befalled you...

I like pie
and it tastes like dead pig...

A simple girl from the start
she had friends...

Its a dream
its a fairytale...

Its dark and cold
i have no one...

OK this is not a poem but i need ideas for a book...

He's sweet
he's shy...

Let me tell you of a girl who's life was turned...
she wanders alone...

Your like a silent murder
you kiss my lips...

This is my heart, thread, needles, bluets, chunks
every little piece you took from me...

The one who serves
the ones who fights...