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

They call her the barefoot princess A princess that despises her royal gown No shoes and

“please sir” those are the only words I can say i don’t know

The time passes by with the anquish of tears The pain and sarrow are

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

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

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

splish, splash floating in my own blood so many cuts that i’ve actually

A whisper fades on the evening wind along with the hope of tomorrows friend Yet there is a

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