My day has yet to come
I watch slowly, as people around me
Perish
Tears fall down faces
Faces that were once so beautiful
That are now red with pain and sorrow
They look up to the sky
And see the stars
The same stars that their ancestors saw
As they wish upon a star they snap back to reality
To see death and blood all around them
Tears start to roll down their faces
Those faces that were once beautiful
That are now filled with sorrow and pain
Those beautiful faces
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Poems!
PoetrySo this is a book of poems that I have written - my old account was XxLovePoetryxX so this is me still. But again a lot of these are from when I was younger (at least the first few) some of them are also from now a days. Warning updates will be a b...
