My favorite pass time. I now have many of my own. Let me show you what real poetry means as you flip through the pages. So why not take a chance???
P.S: I can't believe this is blew up in just one day, but thank you for the love! (Duh, I still don't...
All those words hurt me like hell. I wish could really tell what they were, but I know that I can't bring myself to that point because when I do so, I get petrified.
I feel like I don't belong to the group Now where would call myself home Holding down the broken fragments, which were born within me.
Please don't go away. I am terrified. I just want to cry. I just don't know why?
This I not the way I want things to be... I'm worn out so much I just can't get enough...
Even convoluted jigsaws could be put back as one. But, I still can't see a way to bring everyone together.
My words are just falling apart; well so am I How long will I ever be holding on? The answers is I really don't know.
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