the french version
a poem is all
A twisted poem
a poem i wrote one day whilst reflecting my thoughts on life
falling, always falling
Brown hair frames that pretty face, green eyes, all lies searing into your soul. She's a heart stealer, a man eater, and she's coming for you.
Who are we?
Please keep in mind... (Very dark romance)
What happens when paranoia sets in...
This isn't worth your time. I wish I could write poetry aha.
"...Your mortal eyes only show you what you wish them to..."
I actually wrote a sorta happy poem, amazing eh?
... Just read.
Just something i wrote over at a friends.