In few words
There were waterworks
Like niagra falls
When my heartbeat calls
A poisoned pill
No more living will
in a soho rill
I'm dressed to kill
Summer rain
Never ending grain
Someone cut in twain
I took the a - train
So turn on your light
Abandon your right
And have fun tonight
in a pillow fight
This is my battle song
Something must be going wrong
But I shan't be long
As the first that comes along
you cry for the moon
but the love closed at noon
you were out of tune
too light too much too soon
This is my battle song
Something must be going wrong
But I shan't be long
As the first that comes along
you cry for the moon
but the love closed at noon
you were out of tune
too light too much too soon
This is my battle song
Something must be going wrong
But I shan't be long
As the first that comes along
you cry for the moon
but the love closed at noon
you were out of tune
too light too much too soon
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Emo poems
PoetryDepression is a great part of my poetry. Some of these poems are mine, and some aren't.