Hi guys, I've seen people been writing- poems. So I was like- OK IMMA TRY! I'm sorry if I just turned ghetto right there... But this is a teaser and hope you enjoy- comment if I should continue! :D (Warning Sometimes I can get VERY dark. ;'; I GOTZ PROBELMS OK?! "Like Crona writtings poems. Te-hehe!"
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He holds me tight so I do not feel alone.
But everyone around us are like drones.
Following the culture of 'Now 'n days.'
Dreaming summer dreams in this haze.
Though he thinks he loves me
But I think not
When he leaves me crying in the parking lot.
Maybe his love was nothing more
Then a summers bore.
Or maybe I did love him so.
Now he only thinks of me- as his bro.
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PoetryThis is a book full of poems, notes, and other sorts of things that help me out! It's... Idunno.weird.
