Basically I'm in a box,
that shelds me from every sorce of nature
Nature hits me like a bomb,
But the walls protect me like a sheld
Without a roof
Nothing would protect me
3/4 of the box
Isn't something you can live with
But the boxes that we live in aren't just boxes
They're the tip of your sword, young soldier
They are the next plan, capitan
They're are you body guard, chief
These 4 walls aren't just walls
There shelds, so use 'em well.
YOU ARE READING
Short Poems [Book #1]
PoetryDuring the making of these poems, I went through different types of writing so some may suck, some may be deep, and some may be good, it all depends on you. My poetry DOES NOT focus on my life, I just enjoy writing dark things about OC's and stuff. ...
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