I really just want to know what you think what crosses your mind when i

I have a word of wisdom Never cross me and my sword For my sword

Every where around me i see happiness and joy yet i can’t join in The feeling of being dead inside

They say she died tragically It’s sad to see a

A poem about rhyme A poem abou time What can you say About their little fray Thee is never time

i’m tired of this old pain i face day by day it’s time that i should leave but i’ve

If the world realy does end If i’m still alive by then i’ll go peacfully for

gossamer wings hiding the black soul underneath crystal eyes hiding the dark pit behind if you could see the

Have you ever seen the gleaming wight teeth floating by your head Or the glowing red eyes underneath your bed

I’m sitting on a hill staring at a city that I never loved A life I could