10/12/15
gossamer wings hiding the black soul underneath crystal eyes hiding the dark pit behind if you could see the
ring ring the final day is done ring ring time is up ring ring
I can put on any outfit, any mask and fool the wisest of men
A poem about rhyme A poem abou time What can you say About their little fray Thee is never time
Most of what i wright comes from inspiration from the world around me What others are
we are a new race rising with ice in our blood we will fight any body because we are family “we are a new breed rising
I’ve probably had about ten shots now trying to drown out her memory We left under harsh words, tears, and shouts
Blood flow freely flow until i have no more to give Flow until you have
I have a word of advice for any body young or old keep your heart
What do you do when you’ve screwed up this bad and you’re not sure that it can be fixed
it’s not so much a question of when but a question of how how will i live
They say she died tragically It’s sad to see a
he plays his feelings out in the beat of his drum not realizing it’s taking the life right out of him
anger, pain, and sorrow raging inside yet seems so calm and collected