Broken glass on the floor,
circling around the open door,
the world of earth so simple and round,
soon will be tumbling down,
and i am the broken glass on the ground.
- Kaite's first poem. Perfected.
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Kaite's Poems
PoetryHere are the not so amazing writings of the not so lucky and troubled person Kaite. What people refuse to know, including Kaite himself, is that he tends to store poems about his life throughout his daily adventures. Here are just a small bit of tho...
