No one see what I do
No one can possibly see it
No one would want to see
No one understand it at all
No one wants so much red
No one can handle this river
No one will see it sane
No one is able to survive
No one stand through it alive
No one see what I do
No one see nor do comprehend
YOU ARE READING
Poetry by ArtIsMe
ПоэзияSome random poetry that I made. Some of these I used in my classes at school. Do not use with out my permission. All is made by me, so is the cover. All resemblance is coincidental.
