This doesn't really make much sense. I kind of lost track with what I was doing. Sorry.
Rate and review?? Kind of a rant
A short, unorganized, visual poem
A short, unorganized poem
I walk on without a care.
But in a way it's alright, cause we are born to die.
Rate and review? C:
A poem I had to write about war and after war deaths when I was around 11. First time posting.
Has swearing. so please don't read if you hate swearing
Pure teenage self-hatred & angst. R & R?
Fly, fly away.