living in a land of crystal
be careful where you step
break the fall.
pretty pictures painted in darkness
no one sees
no one can tell.
bluebirds call and the raven crows
watch out for the vulture
he sees through all.
vanity mirror
a pretty face
the picture is blurry
probably won't last.
we won't last.
feather pen
a bow in your hair
your skin is so fair
a letter is sent-
I think this is farewell.
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The Road to Paradise
PoetryThis book has a bunch of poems that have bits and pieces of my life in them. I write whatever comes to mind, and it usually makes sense. But everything has a hidden meaning. Of course, some of it is random, but it all comes together (plus I like to...
