I broke out of prison,
Thorne is my name,
I'll tell you how I saved the world
all by myself, of course! (but in a masterful poem that makes me look super cool)
in a rose bush I cut myself,
Scarlet blood-
now he can smell me-
don't let the Wolf catch me,
he works for the Queen,
sitting on cold hard stone-
her withering throne,
as Cinders burn from the ash.
she has her own Crescent Moon
trapped up in the sky,
until one day it crashed.
it's always Winter on the crumbling rock
so the Queen's heart turns to ice,
and down on earth a team unites
to save this rock that she calls home.
the rightful queen is coming to save them,
and the evil queen better run.
then crash crash bang bang
the evil queen is dead,
I'm a hero
and that's the end!
oh I guess the others are heroes too.
*this poem is about the Lunar Chronicles by Marissa Meyer- best series ever, definitely recommend it
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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...
