Once upon a time,
There was a duck
Lost in a deep dark forest,
No one heard it's quack
Stuff became cold,
It hid under the grasses
Then thought
It's away
From the world
And its classes
When it's dark,
The imaginations got
Fireflies as a part
Trees were all around
None suit for a shelter
They looked so scary
Let them just wither
Just wither
Just rot
On their own dirt
YOU ARE READING
The Clown Behind The Mask
PoetryThese are words inside my head I wanna cry out loud... call them poems I don't really care All I see were my tears so far Do you get it? may be not don't worry it's not your fault I couldn't sleep at night I'm cold My heart won't stop pounding, h...
