Here today, gone tomorrow.
Telling me truths
Though they're hard to swallow.
Sharing my joys, even my pain.
Watching me fall,
And lifting me up again.
A gift from God that never ends,
A gift from God,
I will call you my friends.
** A poem I wrote in high school about my friends. Also, I may write a bio about myself (a short one). If I do, it will probably be in the form of a book thing, put into sections, but it is NOT a book, okay? It will be just something to read if you want to know why some of my stuff is dark, or if you just really want to know something about me. If you have questions, feel free to note me or comment here. Thanks guys!**
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Peeking Through the Window
PoetryA book filled with poetry I've written and am writing. I'm considering trying to get published, but I don't think I'm really good enough. Please feel free, by the way, to leave comments. I enjoy knowing what people think, as long as they are not r...
