10/09/13
They come and go with us We see them nor hear them We feel them nor
I sit amongst a group of people not saying a word they do not
gossamer wings hiding the black soul underneath crystal eyes hiding the dark pit behind if you could see the
I still don’t see your fascination… i don’t even know what drew you in… in my mind i always compared you t… not one-hundred percent ruthless a… but able to see enough into the da…
There is a girl dead in a corner Does anybody notice of corse not Do they know her
I’ve got attitude DAMN right I’ve got attitude! Living in this House with
anger, pain, and sorrow raging inside yet seems so calm and collected
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’m tired of being broken then put back together i’ve been broken
I can put on any outfit, any mask and fool the wisest of men
i’ve got to many images and words in my own head a part of me
the wind howls as the water churns and we are tempest tossed in this raging storm the men work hard
A poem about rhyme A poem abou time What can you say About their little fray Thee is never time
sitting by a monument tower for those fallen befor us yet do we recognize
I’m sitting on a hill staring at a city that I never loved A life I could