You wanna play games over a guy, girl, but this is one game you can't win.
Enter ye the Spooky Door, step beyond the lantern’s beams, ancient dark corridors to explore where nothing’s what it seems...
Just something I wrote; Not good at all.
A confused girl thinking about her boyfriend...
This is a summary of the feelings of being without a lover on a mid-winter day.
This is how it is to be insane and alone.
A poem about Lycans for my best friend from my old school. Love ya Matty and sorry it was a spure of the moment thing ^^.
ok. it's not my best. =/ haven't written a poem in months. it's emo-ish i know. and if u are wondering no i am not goth not emo, i was simply bored and no this did not happen to me.
i wrote this stuff randomly
A terribly mean poem I wrote about my mother. I wish it didn't have to be like this, but it is.