Buried beneath the tallest tree, you cry.
kids can see this through. i found this at 1:23 am and i guess i wanted to share it or something. kudos, guys.
We lose again and again but we continue to fight.
I would like to write better, but was unable to
So, come one, come all, to this moonlit masquerade.
She walks through the school as it rots and erodes.
Doing this for me..
Ok, so this sucks, and I'm sorry. I think I've forgotten how to write decent poetry...oh well
First poem, reviews would be helpful :)