Tea party tea party
Come and play
Friends get killed
And demons slayed
Bitter cakes
Sour drinks
Make us all
Forget to think
Plastic chairs
Made with love
Fake desserts
Hands with gloves
Drink my invisible tea
And come to rejoice
Eat the salt cookies
Left with no choice
Messed up party
In my head
Where kids don't play
With teenagers dead
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Wanderers
Poetry" She was written poetry While He was just a draft Combined together They couldn't have made art For one didn't rhyme with the other And sadly Both weren't in sync together. " (This is the first official book I've posted on wattpad and intended to k...
