One, two, three, four
I write horror, murder, and galore
Five, six, seven, eight
I only do this to show what is fate
Nine, ten, eleven, twelve
There's no escape from this living hell
Thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, sixteen
This poem could sound better on Halloween
Seventeen, eighteen, nineteen, twenty
They're now dead. What a pity
I could continue writing more,
But it'll only repeat what's in store
Writing stories and poems are great
Especially when its mostly about fate...
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Poetry~~~ To be honest, I don't know what I'll be when I grow up. Out of all career choices I chose for my decision, being a songwriter caught my attention. My poetry skills have been sharpened since middle school. So I decided to give it a shot with...
