I attempt to write eloquently, but fail. I am not as dedicated to writing as many of you, and lack a proper education, but I write from experiences. My poetry has no real meaning, but love is a legerdemain. |
I just had to put this somewhere other than my...
Shadows Of a haunting past...
I wish that they could see me
the ones that told me why...
I thought and thought and thought of you,
repetitive my mind once was...
I shall continue to see of you
-with clouded eyes...
Beyond the lines and rays and points
Beyond the area of a cube...
" Every perfect person in the world should die young and tragically, thus causing the betterment of the sinners for their sake... this should be their lone purpose-therefore they stay humble and go to heaven yet also does the sinner!" |