39 bruises in her heart,
scars that no makeup can ever hide...

!hades is pronounce as hA-dees!
A sound heard...

A perfect friend existed here
somewhere in my mind...

>(^^) peace(^^) Im not throwing a big pot on...
I cannot write like others...

*figurative kind of poem*
black and hollow,these what bothers...

I see a girl across the street
who walks without a shadow...