To be is not to be,
To be now is not to be later.
The future is not the past,
The past shadows the future.
A crime can be stopped,
But could the "stopping" be a crime?
Mirror Mirror on the wall-
The world is depraved and might fall.
Mixing and tricking with bursts of flinching.
High on the mountains down the core there begins a lesson about the world.
I may sing and may speak but what are these chains I see?
A seeding of greed germinating from our hearts,
Beneath the trees is where our hearts is being torn apart.
A joyous thing in our life!
A treat or two for a brand new life.
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Poetry Slam
PoetryThis is a bunch of poetry that I write and it's about different things. Read to find out more. The drawings aren't mine they belong to there respected owners. I wouldn't say it's mature but idk if it's for kids either .-.
