Someone, make it stop.
No hope today.
this poem has nothing to do with a teacup, the title deceives you.
A parody of a prince whose pretty pout spouts lies.
see i got this friend who is beautifully blue and it pisses me off. for m. for a. for s. and also for s.
Somewhat dark free-verse poem for creative writing.
Free-verse poetry for creative writing.
For the girl with flowers between her shoulder blades.
You’re a mime artist by day.
Emotions have started to rust away.
I am nothing.
I was disgusting. But she was too.