5 Dark clouds roll in—rain.
7 Rain feeds the thirsty, dry earth.
5 Pounds down, not ceasing.
YOU ARE READING
Songs or Peoms I wrote.
PoetryIn this book I'm just putting my random thoughts. The thoughts go from straight up depressing to the hyper crack that makes up my demented mind. So if you truly wish to dive into my mind go ahead... I'm not stopping you... I'm just warning you, you...
Haiku ( all 'Bout syllable structure ~(-.-)~ )
5 Dark clouds roll in—rain.
7 Rain feeds the thirsty, dry earth.
5 Pounds down, not ceasing.
